I’d just witnessed the truth of his words. I ducked and mumbled, “I was so scared, Tyrrik.” My admission broke his heart. I felt it and gained a better understanding of my mate. He didn’t want me to be scared. He’d eagerly take any pain to rid me of that fear. As I studied his sentiment, I grasped a better understanding of the balance of female and male Drae. Tyrrik’s instinct was to protect what he loved.
