The Dragon Heir

“Sebastian Locke, Prince of Clan Locke, call forth your dragon.”

I close my eyes. I don’t believe this will work, but I will not fail without trying.Reaching deep, my mind touches that wild part of me that I’ve felt clawing at the surface. Now, he’s quiet, and I picture myself shaking him awake.You aren’t just in me, you are me, and you are mine. Show yourself!My heart leaps as I hear a roaring in my mind, hot breath setting my body aflame with heat.

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