CHAPTER 8
If this future Day was to be believed, and looking around at everything, he was believing, then what did this have to do with him and his mate? No, Ollie. Not his mate, because the man
refused him. A new wave of anger flashed through Wyndingo and he clenched his jaw to try to keep it in check.
“Angelo.” The strained, disbelieving voice came to him and Wyn turned in time to see Morgan coming toward them, but it was the Morgan of the future, and he looked…horrible? No, not the word he wanted. Broken. That was the one he was looking for. The intense dragon looked even more intense, and his eyes looked dead, but right now those eyes looking at Angelo looked more confused.
Angelo gasped as his gaze fell on this future Morgan and tears formed in his eyes. Angelo stood frozen as he
