Prologue:
Merida gazed over her village with bright emerald eyes. Her home. Her people. Her students. She loved them all, but recently they had been having dragon problems.
He was a ferocious male, black and well over 40 feet long. What he wanted with her people, she did not know, but she was determined to find out, little did she know her time was soon to come…
Raylair stared intently at the blonde human standing at the front of the human village. She was his, this he knew, but finding a way to get a hold of her so that he could claim and mark her was proving difficult. She was technically forbidden to him because she was a priestess, but she was the one that he knew was destined to be his mate, so he could care less about some rule forbidding a mating between dragons and priestesses.
He spread his wings and took to the air and to retrieve his mate.
“I am coming, Little One.” He whispered in the growling voice of his dragon-form.
