Brooke
I feel like I’m in the Twilight Zone. Iniko is so different than he was before. I mean, he still has his blond hair, and I’ve adjusted to his easy-going personality which is very different than his first time on this planet. But now, he’s just so … big. I can’t get over the size difference. In his previous life, Iniko looked like an older adolescent. Now, he looks like a man. A man who is my mate.
“We meet with newly shifted dragons when there are extenuating circumstances,” Dad says, answering Iniko’s question.
“Extenuating circumstances? Are those the circumstances where I recognized my mate immediately after I shifted or the one where she’s my adopted sister?” he asks, turning to wink at me.
I’ll admit he looks good, really good, like my dragon wants to start purring good. I
