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“Ever, you do understand that’s what’s been happening between you and Aeson since you met, right? It’s very serious. You almost sent him into a frenzy the night you got here. He can feel your dragon calling to him. You most definitely triggered a bond.”
Lorn sighs and his features soften. “I know you’ve been fighting practically your whole life, Ever, but you don’t have to fight him. Aeson is the best male I know, next to our father. He’d do anything for you, but not if you won’t let him in. I know you think you’re doing what’s right, that your silence and impenetrable walls are protecting you, but at what cost? You’re not alone now. Let your mate help. Let us help, as your new family.”
“I can handle your sharp edges, Claws. Now be still before you set off my prey drive and we give the audience a very different kind of show.”
“Aeson,” I contend as he draws closer. But I don’t move. “I’ll cut you. I’ll destroy your suit. I’ll hurt you,” I plead for him to listen, but I don’t know if I’m still talking about the butterflies or if I’m warning him about…me.
“Cut me. Hurt me. Destroy me. I’ll happily bleed for you, Ever. Every drop is yours already.”
He’s giving us a chance to recalibrate and move forward from a place of mutual understanding and sincerity. He’s giving me the illusion of choice, even though we both know it doesn’t really exist, and it warms the dark recesses of my broken little heart.
Shock, fury, and pride fight for dominance of my thoughts when I zoom in to confirm that I’m seeing what I think I am. “Ever has a dragon mark,”
