30 Jan 2020
Why does this shite always ‘appen ta me? he thought, shouldering his way onto the train and making his way to the final car. Go ta ‘ammerlocke, they said. It’ll be fun, they said. No one mentioned there were two bloody dragons that’d ‘ave their mate sense go off on me. Fuck, why me?
Being a dragon’s mate was pretty posh - highest-ranking shifters, for starters, not to mention loyal to a fault. Problem was, Piers didn’t want any of it. He didn’t have time to play domestic for some pushy wanker with a superiority complex. Besides, why would a dragon shifter even be interested in him - none the less two?
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21 Feb 2020