“What do you mean that Drystan and I might be mates?” Seraphina demanded, staring up at the three serpentine men as if they had all lost their minds.
Goram gave her a soft glance, “what do you think we mean, deary?” He asked with a taunting timbre to his words but Seraphina did not pay heed to that.
“Dragons do not have mates.” She uttered out as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, “their lifespans are so long so the possibility of having a mate and meeting them after centuries is excruciating.”
“Which is why dragons were given a chance of choosing their own mates.” Karim told her this time with a kind grin on his handsome face.
Seraphina might be mistaken but she could almost see concern and care in the Vasuki’s eyes. She wondered since when and why they had grown soft
