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If they laughed, if they so much as blinked in mockery during her performance, I would eat them alive. Niall would forgive me. Eventually.
A roar sounded at a short distance, rolling through the air to reach us, and a shiver raced down my back. Gamesby and I grappled at one another, and I allowed him to spin me around, just so I could see the dragon approaching. My heart sank. The beast was enormous. And it wasn't Seamus or Torion, which meant it was likely someone here to assist Gamesby. I might be able to beat these four—no, three now; Tybalt was grounded—dragons, but not if this fearsome creature came to help them.
That dragon was my mate.
Fools! her dragon snarled, jaws snapping. Dead fools.
"I am not the wrong size, and I'm not strange. I am beautiful, I have a perfume, I have a nice singing voice, and I do know my place. It is here, with the alpha. With my mate."
