Prese POV
For the next few days, everything went according to plan. Lyran followed me everywhere. He showered me with attention. He obeyed my every wish without question. We were inseparable and our was getting stronger and bigger.
At night, he would r****h me with a hunger so fierce it made me dizzy. I let him take me over and over again, desperate to get pregnant as quickly as possible.
But as everything changes and time as well turned to days, I noticed something odd. Sometimes, late at night, Lyran would stare into the distance, his eyes dark and troubled. He would touch the dragon mark on his chest and frown, as if sensing something wrong.
After he had fallen asleep, I snuck out of bed and found an old book in Alpha Berra's library. It spoke about blood magic bindings—an
