Alev
I went to see Alma. I was so busy and stressed yesterday that I ended up neglecting her. I couldn’t let it happen again, else I would be in trouble with Egan, or more specifically Cyrus. I could deal with my friend, but Cyrus wasn’t so easy to convince and I have already noticed how he was growing attached to the little witch. The poor old dragon was too lonely and too broken after he saw Celina’s freshly dead body when he couldn’t save her.
I knew he blamed himself, I knew Egan blamed himself as well.
All I knew was that I was glad I never had a mate to lose because, after that, one couldn’t ever be the same. Come to think of it, it took Cyrus quite a while to lose his sense, most dragons would immediately go insane in the after-shock of such a tragedy.
So now, be
