Chapter 11
“f**k me so hard!” I screamed, crumpling to the ground. The soft grass would’ve been nice for a picnic. It wasn’t that fun for labour.
“s**t, Tate! Are you okay?” Sian wrapped herself around me in concern. I cried out again, buckling over. My palms hit the ground and sweat beaded on my forehead. f**k, this hurt.
“Tate, breathe,” Devon said, crouching down next to me.
With blazing eyes, I turned to him. “You! You bloody dragon, this is all your fault!” I screamed, pointing accusingly at him. I growled and he backed away. Good, he better stay out of my way. It was his fault that I was being ripped apart by a massive dragon egg.
“Tate, look at me,” Sian said, pulling my attention away from Devon. I looked up in her beautiful eyes and softened a little. The buzz of not feeding
