“Help me… I’m giving birth,” I gasped through the half-open door.
“Get out of here!” a rough voice barked at me. “You’re tumbling with just anyone, and then you come to me to give birth!”
If only that witch knew who she was insulting right now. But no—nobody must know that the father of my child is a dragon and the heir to the great house—Neyton Belmont. Not even Neyton.
“A-a-aah!” Pain pinned me in place. Contractions were so strong it was hard to breathe.
Soon, I gave birth to a boy. A few minutes later—to another. And then—to a beautiful girl.
Triplets. Three wonderful babies—whose arrival no dragon must ever find out about. Neyton’s father swore he would kill me if I even came close to his son. I can hardly imagine what he’ll do when he realizes that I already carried his grandsons under my heart, when this old dragon threatened me with death and drove me out of the capital.
Neyton turned the neighborhood where I lived upside down. One day, a dragon will learn that after a single night with his true one, he became the father of three dragonets.