Jasmine leaned back in the bathtub as the tension in her shoulders faded under Dillon"s masterful fingers. Bath bubbles glistened in the candlelight. She hadn"t felt so relaxed in months, possibly years.
The reunion with Trixy and the announcement of her decision to remain mated to dragons had gone better than Jasmine had feared it might. Her aunt had promised to stay while Jasmine settled in to her new life. And shortly before they"d turned in for the night, they"d received a personal call from the High Chancellor of the Dragon Council, thanking them for eliminating one of the largest drug labs that had ever been found. He"d reinforced that they would be receptive to her recommendations. Her mind had already started to consider other possibilities: opening the borders for a start, allowi
