ZAYNE’S POV
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Perfect.
My dragon had finally learned to fly only in the sky I provided for her. There was no more talk of ‘old friends’ or ‘independent deals.’
There was only us.
Just how I imagined.
I lowered my head, resting my ear against the firm curve of her stomach. A sincere smile spread across my lips, clinging onto Kristine will all my desire and affection.
I waited, holding my breath.
Then, I felt it.
A sharp, rhythmic thud against my cheek, bringing instant glow to my face. The baby, My baby. Restless and strong. A genuine, unrestrained bubbly sensation surged in me.
I wasn't just building a cage, I was building a legacy.
I couldn't wait for this child to arrive, a living bond that would tether her to me more securely than any marriage certificate
