Epilogue
I curled into the warm body next to me and an immediate shiver ran through me. Oh no, this was all sorts of wrong.
“Sian?” I muttered, still hoping this wasn’t what I thought it was.
“Ayra?”
I growled in disappointment and rolled away from the hard man next to me.
“Tate?” he tried again, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
“Bingo.”
“Happy belated birthday?” he tried, awkwardly, tugging on the sheets to keep himself covered up. That was rather uncharacteristic. Devon never had any trouble showing his body. Which meant...
“The ceremony was a success?” I asked, trying to hide my feelings. I hadn’t woken up next to Devon in weeks now and I wondered if Ayra made us swap back, or if she was as confused as I right now. The dragon fished his boxers from the floor, and quickly slipp
