His eye flickered lavender in the night. “I assure you that won’t be a problem, but a partial shift is difficult to maintain for long distances. That form is only utilized to get out of confined spaces. My dragon would seek to break free once we were in the open sky.”
Her lips pursed as she realized what he was saying. “You want me to fly on your dragon?”
“Yes.”
She swallowed hard. “Do you carry me in your claws or something?”
He smiled. “No. You would sit on my neck. I will raise a scale to give you a handhold.”
“So, like a Pegasus?” she said.
“I am much larger than a horse.”
She was curious about his dragon. Who wouldn’t be if they met a man with wings, but a dragon could bite a human in half. Couldn’t they?
“Yes, but I assure you any biting with you would be enjoyable and not for sustenance; my dragon prefers cow.”
She wasn’t touching that biting comment. “You eat cows? Like the whole live version.”
Logan sighed. “Not for many decades. Mara insists we cook our food, and I admit I have become quite fond of bacon.”
“Well, yeah, bacon is a superfood.”
“You are stalling, Emily,” Logan said with a quirk to lips.
“Well, it isn’t every day that a man tells you he is a dragon and tells you to ride it. Give me a moment to process here.”
Logan smiled. “I am sorry. If it’s any consolation, I think you have handled adversity rather well.”
“Are you going to explain the mate thing?”
Logan sighed. “I wanted to give you more time to come to terms with who and what you are, but the reason Lothos was able to communicate with you is because he is my twin. And you are mine. Connected to me in a way you are yet to understand. His turning dark doesn’t change our blood connection. But he must have avoided me since he fled our home.”
“You didn’t sense him when he was here, though,” she said.
“No. He has learned to shield himself, but he is far more powerful now and him being dark has distorted the bond we once shared as children.”
She moved closer to him. “I’m sorry. Learning the truth must be very difficult.”
Logan glanced down, and for a brief second, she felt his pain. It was then she realized he was holding her from it. Not wanting to burden her.
She touched his arm and ran her hand over it lightly. It was the first time she had ever initiated contact with him. With any man, if she was honest. He slapped his hand around her waist and brought her against his body. The warmth of him infused her soul, and she felt truly safe for the first time since she was a child. Considering the night she’d had, that was quite a feat.
“Are you ready to fly, Emily?”
As Emily stood in awe, her eyes wide with wonder, Logan’s transformation unfolded before her in a breathtaking display ofpower and majesty. With a graceful fluidity, he moved away to give himself room, his movements imbued with a primal energy that left her spellbound.
As he shed his clothes, revealing the sculpted contours of his body in all their glory, Emily couldn’t help but feel a surge of admiration for the sheer magnificence of his form. Each muscle seemed to ripple beneath his skin, a testament to the raw strength that lay dormant within him.
In a shimmering cascade of scales and sinew, Logan transformed into his dragon form. The massive, imposing creature was bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight. His scales gleamed like polished amethysts, casting an ethereal light upon the surrounding landscape as he angled one of his wings to the ground with a graceful sweep.
For a moment, Emily was transfixed by the sheer beauty of the sight before her, her heart pounding in her chest as she took in the full splendor of the dragon that now stood in Logan’s place. With a determination that belied her awe, she scrambled up his wing with a newfound sense of purpose, settling herself atop his wide neck with a sense of exhilaration coursing through her veins.
She placed her hand on the raised scale, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath her touch, before he jumped into the air. As they soared into the night sky together, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of exhilaration and anticipation.
The breeze blasted against her face, and she was thankful he didn’t use one of his shields to protect her from the wind. This was freedom, unlike anything she had known, and her heart soared with the rhythm of his wingbeats.
She felt his mind reach out before he spoke.Legion.