Chapter 22
Donovan woke with a start. Something was wrong.
He was still inside the metal room. The one he could not escape from, but he was no longer alone.
The smell that invaded his nose was the most delicious aroma he’d ever encountered. It swirled around him, squeezing his gut with need as he recognized it immediately.
Roxy was here.
The room was dim, but he saw a figure lying prone on a surface against the opposite wall. She moaned in her sleep, and his suspicions were confirmed. She’d been placed in the room for him. Someone expected him to shift into his Dragon form and lose all control.
With his wings already released, his claws no longer retracted, and his scales rippling along his arms and back, he wasn’t too far from that point.
Somehow, he had to fight the urge. But how
