Choices
Nya’s eyes flashed from Slate’s face to Gavin’s and then back again as she tried to process what the dragon shifter had just told her. “I’m… what?” she asked, her mind not quite wrapping around what he’d said. “The donation?”
“Yes, of course,” Slate said, as if he had just told her she was a girl or a princess or a human and not that he was planning on keeping her in his mountaintop fortress for the foreseeable future. “You are the donation, Princess. You took the place of the angry prisoner left for me at the rocks.” He shrugged, far too nonchalant for the discussion they were having. “Now, you must take his place.”
Nya’s eyes were wide as she gazed around the room. Her focus landed on Gavin who was smiling widely, as if this were a good thing. While she would be more than happ
