The Alpha of Bleake Isle (Dragonkin, #1)

by Kathryn Moon

It was a shame she was walking ahead of me. So few people ever saw me smile.

And yes, that was a smile on his lips—small, but there—and it was vanishing now, his brow creasing with worry. Fainting was a slight improvement on vomiting, at least.

"Ronson. You like her." I huffed. "I know that." "Oh. I didn't."

The beast was enormous.

I had never seen such a dragon before.

That dragon was my mate.