“Your back.” I growl once again without meaning to. Truly, I don’t know what is wrong with that damn dragon side. “Really? I’ve got my hand shredded, and all you can see is my back being sunburned?” she asks in disbelief. I want to growl some more, but her words bring me back to the problem at hand. “Why aren’t you shifting? It would solve everything.” I try to soften my voice as much as I can, but I know I still sound gruff. She’s back to looking at me in disbelief, then something snaps in her eyes. “I can’t shift, you fucking pig,” she yells at me, like I’m a moron. And maybe I am,
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