“You asked me earlier where I’m staying.” He pulled me by the hand until I was standing flush against him.
“I did,” I said. I knew what he was getting at and I knew that I was going to say yes. It didn’t matter that I’d never had a one-night stand. Something about this man was addictive. I needed more of his touch.
“Would you like me to show you?”
*
When a handsome billionaire moves to the small town of Bell City Tennessee, investigative journalist Thea Donnelly becomes obsessed with uncovering his mysterious past. She never dreams that the truth will lead to magic, dragons, and murderous cults. Though her attraction for the dragon shifter Tahir Gujic is undeniable, her desire to get to the bottom of the mystery forces them apart. When she is kidnapped by an order of murderous knights, he risks it all to come to her rescue. Will Thea do the same when she’s the one making the choice?

The Dragon’s Treasured Mate is created by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

The Dragon's Treasured Mate

It was cold. I felt it on my face and fingers, but I wasn’t shivering. Something smooth and warm was wrapped around me. I was comfortable, but I wasn’t sure where I was. I was with Tahir, I remembered that much. I shifted as consciousness slowly came back to me. We were in the cave, for some reason. Then Tahir… 


I jolted upright and my eyes flew open. Tahir had transformed into a huge, black dragon. I must have passed out from the shock. 


Tahir’s tail was wrapped around me, holding me off of the cold ground. He gently sat my feet on the ground and uncoiled his tail when he saw that I was awake. He took a few steps away from me, giving me some space. 


My eyes were wide as I stared at him. It was dark in the cave, but I could see enough. His wings were folded against his back and he sat back on his hind legs and looked at me patiently. The eyes were his, despite the change in color. I could tell. They burned in the same, unexplainable way that Tahir’s eyes always did. 


Chapter 19 : Reality