“What was it?” Chase whispers, staring down at the dragon breathing fire that decorates my arm. I lean in. “A cave.” He sucks in a breath. “That’s right. And there was a beautiful dragon inside. Gorgeous.” “Dwagons ugly, though.” I shake my head, tsking. “Noooo, who told you that? Dragons are beautiful.” My eyes jump back to Lily’s. “Strong. Independent. Fierce. Especially this one. She was a mama dragon, and there’s something special about mamas.” “Like mine?” Chase asks. Lily grins, a glossy sheen coasting across her eyes. I nod again. “Exactly like yours.”
