“He is Avonleyan. A descendant of Sargon,” Eliza provided, cursing Razik in her mind for staying silent, yet also strangely satisfied that he wasn’t speaking for her. The Beta’s eyes went wide. “A dragon shifter then.” Eliza nodded sharply. “One form we are not permitted to take,” Arianna murmured, new interest shining in her eyes. “Why can you not take the form of a dragon?” Eliza asked. “Because it was forbidden by Arius and Sargon,” Razik supplied,
