Regine Abel

I’d warned my father not to go out on that scouting mission to spy on our belligerent neighbors, the Yurus.

Reclaim your inner child.

My smile returned as relief drained the tension building in my back. “There’s a simple solution. The day you wish for a mate, pick me.”

Anyway, Derakeens rarely couple inside their lair. My people mostly do it in flight.

Fair point,” he conceded. “I cannot deny the appeal of wanting to crawl into the welcoming warmth of your… cooch.

Fair point,” he conceded. “I cannot deny the appeal of wanting to crawl into the welcoming warmth of your… cooch.

“I had to save the baby dragons.”

“They’re not dragons,” Cedros argued.

“Yes, they are! They’re dragon fairies! I saved them. I’m a protector, too.