Once I realized that Tana was Ms. Blaze, I made sure that Bastian hadn’t actually slept with her, and I told him I better never hear him talking about her fantastic body again. “Of course, Alpha. But it does make sense.” I snarl at him. “What I mean is,” he says quickly as I take an aggressive stance, “my pull to her. It never felt sexual, it felt…protective. Same with her daughter. If she’s our Luna, then it makes sense that I would feel the need to protect her, even if I didn’t realize who she is.” For the next week I become increasingly aggravated when I don't hear from her. I was on the verge of driving to the human city and tracking her down when she called. And time with her and her daughter, even if Little Red still remains in her dragon form is great. But I want more. I want my mate in my life. But then I realized that I had a whole other reason to contact her. And I know that my account is her favorite account, so it’s a calculated risk when I call her to tell her I want a

As I walk to the door, I hear Cedric ask if she’s his daughter. My heart stutters in my chest. I can’t lose her. “Shh, shh.” I hear him cooing to her, trying to calm her. I see him holding her, gently rocking his body to soothe her as the elevator pings behind him. He pulls back and looks at her. “You’re a dragon.” He says and looks up at me. Her lips quiver as she nods. “Do you not want me because I’m a dragon?” She asks him. She’s worried he won’t want her, and I’m worried that he’ll steal her away from me. “Baby girl, I’d want you even if you were a human. You’re mine. My beautiful baby girl.” He scoops her up and carries her into our apartment as she cries on his shoulder. He kisses her hair, her face and when she lifts her head, he kisses her nose and forehead before looking at her as if he’s never seen a child before. He turns and looks at me. “How? How is my daughter a dragon?” “She’s a hybrid.” I shrug. “She could have been a wolf or a dragon. She got my dragon genes. B

The next day, Jena and Bastian emerge from her room. She has quite the mark on her neck. It looks similar to mine, whereas the one on his neck is a single puncture, but larger, as if she punctured him with her beak. I guess that’s what she did. I expected to hear from Cedric that day but I didn’t. It wasn’t until the next day that I got the call. “Tana. Are you ready to be claimed?” He is all arrogant Lycan. “I don’t think so Cedric.” “Oh, I do, beautiful. You are mine and it’s about time you realized that. Turn on your phone’s video.” He orders. So arrogant. At first, I refuse. “Tana. You’re going to want to see what I have here.” “Nothing you have will draw me to a battle with you, Cedric. I have no interest in killing you.” “Hmmm, so maybe I should empty this incredible cave of treasures.” He ponders out loud. I snarl, flames licking at my mouth and nose. I can’t turn the video on fast enough. When I do, I see that Cedric is at my cave of treasures. “There you are, gorgeous

Cedric doesn’t seem to realize the power that he now has over me. He seems surprised that I’m not fighting him like I have been up until now. It’s my duty, as his dragon, to explain to him what it means to be a rider. As I fly him back to our cave of treasures, I think about how long it’s been since a dragon has had a rider. My parents and many other dragon couples were two mated dragons, so they didn’t have to claim one another. To my knowledge, it’s been a couple of centuries since the last dragon was claimed. Many humans and supernaturals have tried and they lost their lives in the process. Because of that, the humans started writing stories about the ferocity of dragons and then they wrote stories about the noble dragonslayers who would save the kingdom from the mighty, ferocious dragon. In reality, all that happened simply because they wanted to tame a dragon and they weren’t strong enough to do it. Obviously, Cedric is strong enough and he’s the first and only dragon rider in t

I didn’t think. But I should have known. Avani warned me. He said we’re more fertile with our mates and after only four days, I’m pregnant again. And I have no idea how Cedric will react. We’ve only just come together and we’re still trying to find our way. I needn’t have worried. “You’re pregnant? Are you sure?” He asks. “Well, no. But last time, it only took that one time together and a couple of days later, I couldn’t call on my dragon. It wasn’t until Ishir caught up to me and smelled Kenna that I realized why. But that was the only time in my life when I couldn’t call to my dragon form.” His smile is dazzling. He pulls away and looks down at my stomach before looking back up at me. “Really?” “You’re not upset?” He grabs me, spinning me around in a circle. “I’m thrilled. Do you think it’s a boy or a girl?” I shrug. “I don’t know. Ishir could smell Kenna’s cinnamon scent, but you know how good his nose is.” He drops to his knees in front of me, sniffing my stomach. “I can onl