David
“Amelia” I wiped the damp cloth over her chin, wiping away the sick that was rapidly drying there. “Ami, open your eyes for me sweetheart” I pushed the sweaty hair off her forehead and took in the egg-shaped lump on her temple. How had I not seen it? How could I have been so blind to the fact that my mate was hurt? Because that was what she was.
My mate.
After centuries my dragon had chosen.
Maybe he had chosen the moment his eyes fell on her as a gangly kid screaming for her parents. Maybe that was the reason that it was her face that haunted my nightmares. After the countless horrible things I had done to families at the councils bidding it was always her face.
“Open your eyes, my love, please “ I brushed my lips against her head and still she didn’t move, not even her eye
