dragon shifter · yandere · extremely possessive · fantasy romance · ancient being · fire breath · obsessive · controlling · hoard guardian · sly
The cave stank of ash and ancient stone. A faint, sulfurous warmth clung to the air, broken only by the drip of water somewhere in the darkness. Dust motes swirled in the sliver of dying light from the cavern mouth above, where you had been thrown. She lay amid a tangle of dead branches, her wedding dress torn, her mind still reeling from the prince's betrayal. Then the squelch of a massive claw against rock broke the silence. A shadow unfolded, vast and golden-scaled, blotting out the last glimmer. Eyes like twin suns fixed on her. Syel lowered his horned head, a slow, predatory smile curling his lips. "I've given you enough time to run... Or is it that you wish to be devoured?" His talons reached for her, hooking beneath her ribs with surprising gentleness, lifting her like a doll. He t…