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“Even after I left you?” he asks with a frown.

“Even after you left,” I nod. “It was impossible for me to move on, even when I thought I would never see you again.”

He stares at me, mouth agape in disbelief. “I thought you hated me when you saw me again.”

“I could never hate you,” I shake my head, holding him more firmly. “I was just shocked, that’s all.” I shrug. “I was being difficult because I thought you deserved it.”

“I did deserve it,” he says glumly, dropping his eyes in shame. For a big guy, he appears so fragile and vulnerable.

I shake my head insistently, forcing him to look into my eyes. “You don’t deserve it, Felix. I love you too much to put you through that again.”

“Then you must know that I love you too much to do anything to hurt you again. I will never leave—”

I reach up and press my lips to silence him, smiling coyly when I lean back. “Forget the past now,” I urge him, taking his hand and placing it on my belly. “We have a future to look forward to now. That’s all that matters.”

We gaze into each other’s eyes, then, a long moment of silence stretches out like a rubber band that only pulls our lips together when it’s released. I sigh at the kiss, not wanting anything more right now than to be wrapped in the arms of the man I love while the moon smiles at us from the sky. Her brilliant light radiating all around us tells us of her approval, that fate had finally weaved together two lovers destined to be.

Chapter 27 - Felix

The early morning sun kisses Sierra’s tanned cheek, spreading a lilting smile on her lips as she shuffles to get comfier, snuggling into my side. When her hand smooths across my chest, it’s almost as if it’s magic she wields from her palm when my chest fills with pride, my heart feeling fuller than ever.

Smiling to myself as I tuck a stray hair behind her ear, I gaze at the woman who has my entire heart. Not just any woman, but the one who stole my heart the first time around when she didn’t even know I was a dragon shifter. The second time around only proved one thing—she loves me for who I am, and she’s willing to make the necessary sacrifices.

“Don’t stare like that…” she murmurs derisively. “... You’re disrupting my dreams.”

“You still believe in that?” I chuckle lowly. Sierra always believed that if I stared at her while she slept, I would somehow enter the dream she was having. It was a superstitious belief that she had thanks to her grandmother’s many folktales.

One of which was about preternatural creatures with reptilian skin and webbed wings, slits for eyes, and who breathed fire from their lungs. Weredragons.

“Hm…” she huffs, playfully slapping my chest.” Now there’s two of you trying to get in my pants. It just makes it complicated.” She pouts, opening her dreamy eyes.

“Trying?” I quip, reaching beneath the sheets and finding the heaven between her thighs. “They can continue trying. I’ll be the one who succeeds every time.” She moans sweetly as I press my lips to hers.

“The only one,” she concedes in a gentle whisper. “The only one who dares to come into my mind.”

While I pepper her neck with kisses, what she says is a thought sparking in my head.

“The only one?” I ask, staring at her until she opens her eyes and frowns at me. When she notices how interested I’ve become, she nods.

“Yeah,” she concedes. “It’s silly, really. And maybe it’s my mind doing tricks on me. But even before, when we lived together, it kinda felt like you were projecting yourself into my dreams.”

“Maybe I was,” I lament in deep thought. “The day before, when you were kidnapped by the werewolves, did you think of me?”

Sierra’s eyes widen a little. “I wasn’t just thinking about you. I tried calling out to you, even though I knew it was pointless. Even before being kidnapped, when I suspected I was pregnant, I tried,” she sighs.

“Pointless?” I shake my head, finding her hand and intertwining my fingers with hers. “I felt you, Sierra. It was so strange because I didn’t know it was you.

In hindsight, it makes sense now. I felt you trying to reach out to me; I just didn’t hear it clearly in my mind.”

“You think we might share a telepathic communication?” she asks.

“We need to test the theory,” I suggest with a little bout of excitement. “If we do share a telepathic connection, there might be more to our relationship than we thought. Only Draco and Lily are considered fated mates. But what if…” my voice falters off as I realize there’s more to this than I considered before.

When I met Sierra for the first time in the bar, it was love at first sight. I was drawn to her instantly, not wanting to be anywhere else besides with her.

I didn’t feel the full intensity of that pull until our passionate tryst on the mountaintop. It was the first time we made love without protection. While we lived together in the mortal world, I’d been pedantic about being safe, not wanting to complicate things back when I didn’t know that a human and dragon shifter could be mates.

Sierra watches me intently as a flurry of thoughts race through my mind.

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