Paige Hollinger

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“What is this?” I test the material just above my heart, scratching it with my fingernail. “Something I designed,” she explains, tugging my braid painfully tight against my scalp. “I had it specially made for you with Teine’s scales sewn in, so be careful with it.” “Dragon scales?” I jerk my head back to look at her. “How? Teine is huge.”
Paige Hollinger
Mira's dragon,Teine's shed Teine means fire
Fourth Wing (The Empyrean, #1)
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