Aleth POV
In more than one hundred years living on the run, trying to escape hunters and hiding your true self the last week has been a nice intercourse.
Finding out that Xardoph was alive and he was truly my mate has been more than overwhelming, and I cannot stop thinking of him, but now I need to focus on the rescue.
I can sense Bashemel is not awakening not dying, he is a limbo surely in pain, I can feel it on my arm, I connected them to me, the tattoo are coming back on my skin so I’m loosing the connection to them.
I need to enlight my senses and not thinking on the others near me I start the shifting, my scales appear on my body, my eyes are brighter than before and surely the air around me is hotter.
Aya is looking at me with mixed emotion on her face, I can feel her awe at me
