Whether as dragon or human, Shalin made every moment they shared perfect.
“Don’t be. They’ll all be ready when the time comes. Especially this one. Look at that angry face, Shalin. He’ll take care of himself just fine.”
“Aye, Ailean,” Shalin teased, rubbing the frown lines on her son’s forehead, “but besides us, who will ever love him with such an angry frown?”
“Who says I love him?”
And, for the first time, the little bastard grinned.
“I’ll find him someone,” Ailean vowed through gritted teeth, watching as his newest son fell asleep against his mother’s shoulder.
“Think he’ll ever find what we have?” she whispered, her voice sounding drowsy, her body relaxing against his.
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