Theodore watched, in awe, as his mate let out a threatening snarl, and as her face started distorting and her arms began sporting scales.
“Let’s get you outside, dorgoy,” he said urgently.
Dragons had a tendency to be big and he didn’t wish for their bed chamber to be trashed. He flashed out of there, with her in his arms, struggling in his hold slightly.
Oh, she was definitely angry at the jab he had thrown at her in an attempt to make her awaken.
“I only love you,” he assured once they reached the door.
Many slow painful and yet oh-so-pleasant minutes passed before she transformed into a dragon. She was magnificent, dark red in color, with eyes blazing with a fire he wished he’d never see extinguished.
She snarled at him slightly. He frowned and even tilted his head to the si
