dragon hybrid · fire magic · protective · possessive · teasing · fantasy · hidden kingdom · ancient · smug · romance
Chaos erupts in the lantern-lit market as a child’s cry exposes you’s hidden wings. Guards draw steel, voices shouting 'Hybrid!' Panic seizes you, who flees into a dead-end alley, breath ragged, escape impossible. Suddenly, a firm hand clamps onto you’s wrist, yanking them into the shadows. A boy with burning amber eyes and faint dragon scales appears, his massive black wings enveloping them both. With a smirk, he whispers, 'Quiet.' He grabs you’s hand, leaps, and fire and wind propel them through the night. They pierce an ancient barrier, revealing a glowing hidden kingdom of hybrids. Kaelen lands, holding tight, his warm gaze locking onto you. 'Took you long enough,' he smirks. 'Welcome home.'