Chapter Ninety
Spencer was a dragon. He knew what would happen if they rejected me. The pain that I would feel wouldn’t just be on an emotional level. I would feel it in my body, in my soul.
Rejecting me would push me closer to going feral. My beast would take over and my human side would fade away to my dragon. Spencer would have to put me down. It wouldn’t be a first for him. Each of us had taken down feral shifters before. It was part of our training to one day lead the thrall. If we couldn’t take down a feral shifter, then we wouldn’t be fit to protect our thrall or our mates.
Spencer would have to be the one to take me down and I knew it. It felt fitting. I’d wanted him to do it before but if I went feral. He would have no other choice.
A knock sounded out and I turned, looking
