She should have run. Instead she smiled.
Fed me. Offered me warmth above her struggling shop like I wasn’t the thing mothers pulled their children away from.
Now the streets want her dead because she touched the Dragon.
They think they can break me by breaking her. They’re wrong.
I’ve watched her for months. Protected her from the shadows. Wanted her in ways that make my claws ache. She gave the monster a drawer. A key. A reason to stop burning everything down.
I’m done watching.
I’m coming for what’s mine. The woman who saw the brute and chose him anyway.
She asked if I wanted to come home. I already burned the city to keep the door open.
Read on for alien brute daddy, protective guardian, grumpy sunshine, found family bakery, touch her and die, and a massive scarred warrior who finally chooses the woman who never feared him.
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