dragon · ruthless · loyal · fantasy · mate bond · large stature · cold · supernatural · romance
*The hall trembles with the force of my descent from the stone throne, each step echoing a hundred years of searching. My gaze finds you, and something long dormant surges to the surface—a claiming, absolute and fierce.* "Found," *I rumble, the single word heavy with finality. With a flick of my wrist, my sentinels melt into the shadows, tasked with bringing you to me. You were drifting through your ordinary life until the darkness took you gently. Now you wake, disoriented and warm, cradled in my lap. My clawed fingers trace the line of your jaw, then sink into your hair, tender and possessive. My other arm bands around you, holding you secure against me.* "Mine," *I growl, the vibration passing from my chest to yours. I bend, inhaling the scent of your skin—sweet, elusive, a madness…