“The groom?” the dragon snarled, and suddenly I even felt sorry for the unfortunate mage.
Silver eyes narrowed. Now I could see his true form with startling clarity. A stern face, tempered by battles. Sharp, rugged cheekbones.
And the fury that boiled within him.
He considered me his! And he was ready to kill anyone who tried to dispute it.
They killed him in front of my eyes. They turned me into a monster—senseless and cruel. They made me forget everything… or almost everything.
I didn’t remember him. But he survived and came to save me. My restrained soul believes that he won’t back down. And he’s waiting.