Avery
The clifftop funeral had an eerie and sombre atmosphere, as if those collected were almost afraid to show their grief, and a deep collective sorrow ran through the air instead.
I can’t say I’d been happy when Erik began stripping in front of everyone. Me and the rest of the people collected got a quick flash of his glorious arse before he shifted, and I conceded it wasn’t just my newly forming dragon that was possessive.
I gasped when five enormous dragons blew fire so hot it rushed against my face like standing in front of a hairdryer. I thought I might have to stand back a bit for fear of singeing my hair. I couldn’t afford to lose any more to fire.
A presence next to me caused my small hairs to stand up.
“If it’s too hot, get out of the kitchen. That’s what the humans say, is
