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“Is it a courting gift?”
“No—”
“Is it?” Damian pushes again.
“It’s not,” the younger alpha growls. “You know it’s not.”
And Damian knows it isn’t—except that he also knows it is. He also knows that somewhere, deep down, Sebastian’s alpha also knows it is. Or at least, he hopes it is.
And that little flame of hope—much like Aurora’s small flicker of life—is enough—more than enough—for now.
“Then what is it?”
“It’s just— a welcome to the pack present,” Sebastian explains.
“We do that?” Damian smirks.
“Don’t—”
Oh, but he does.
“The dragon, huh?”
“What about it?” he snips.
And they both know about it.
All about it.
About the tales Sebastian’s mother would tell him about the beautiful dragons that once flew in the northern skies. The powerful creatures who lived in pac
