I tried to open my eyes, I felt weightless. My head hurt like I had been hit with something. I struggled to focus. Last thing I remembered was watching Blane run towards the house to get me a robe. I was admiring his hot, firm ass…when everything went black.
I tried to move, but my arms felt pinned to my sides. Was I tied up? I felt very cold, my body was shaking from the cold. I tried again to open my eyes…they opened slightly…I was looking up at something white. Was that a ceiling? I tried to open my eyes more fully. I looked around to get my bearings and quickly wished I hadn’t bothered. I was being held by long white talons with black sharp points on them. I was held tight like a vice. I looked up and I saw the underbelly of a white dragon. Aevar. It had to be.
I never trusted
