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What. The. Fuck? That can’t be… No. Impossible. “Stay calm. She’ll respond to your agitation and wake in a temper,” Tairn warns. I stare at the sleeping dragon—who is almost twice the size she had been a few days ago—and try to get my thoughts to line up with what I’m seeing, what my heart already knows thanks to the bond between us. “That’s…” I shake my head, and my pulse begins to race.
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MY BABIEEEEEE
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