Gemma Draconica

Draconians don't have fated soulmates. We don't curry favor from the puny gods of lesser creatures. At least, that's what I thought. But then I caught a whiff of her scent, and for a moment I forgot to breathe. All my instincts screamed- TAKE! This isn't real. This can't be real. But my dragon, he doesn't care. He wants her. He's calling to her. My heart aches, a searing need I can't ignore. But I made a vow, never to let it ensnare me. I've seen firsthand what love can do, how it takes and breaks until all that's left is pain. I won't let it break me. Yet, even still, I sense a change on the horizon. It's like the universe is holding it's breath, waiting. For what, I don't know. But I feel it coming. Dark and inevitable. And nothing will ever be the same.

The world has never seen a love like this, and it might not be ready.