“I’m a dragon shifter, and fate has declared Elodie my potential soulmate,” August said, his voice rumbly. The way he said my name made goosebumps break out on my arms. “We won’t find out if the bond is genuine for a few weeks. It’ll either become permanent at that point, or it will break entirely. Until then, she has to remain with me.” His words were bullshit, but did seem reasonably close enough to the truth for my friends. Or at least, to what I knew to be the truth. Which also could’ve been bullshit. The situation was a mess.
