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He goes inside and Peggy turns back to me.

“Shall we go?”

“Yes,” she whispers, taking a few steps toward me. “Wait,” she looks back at the office. “Do you need to say goodbye to your mother?”

“Loretta is her best friend,” I tell her. “They’re probably playing dress up with Daisy right now. Trust me. They’ll be here for hours and if we go in now, we’re never going to get some sleep. I’ll talk with her tomorrow and we’ll figure out what’s going on. For tonight, let’s go get some sleep.”

“Okay, Cameron.” Peggy places her hand in mine and she stays by my side as we walk away from the office and toward my home. With each step, my heart flutters more and more and I feel like it’s getting harder and harder to breathe.

Soon I’m going to be alone with Peggy, with the human I believe is my mate.

Soon we’re going to be together and anything could happen.

Soon everything is going to be fine.

I have to believe this story has a happy ending. I have to. She couldn’t have come this far, traveled so long, and fought so hard for us to not win. We have to win tomorrow. Ellie has been through too much for us not to win. David…David’s been to hell. We have to rescue him.

“Hey,” Peggy stops walking and turns to me. She places her hands on my chest. It’s a familiar gesture, but it’s not one I’m uncomfortable with. “Are you okay? You seem distressed.”

“I’m fine,” I tell her.

Be honest with her. She can handle it. She’s our mate.

She watches me for a second, and I take another deep breath.

“Actually, I’m feeling worried.”

There.

That wasn’t so hard, was it?

Being honest wasn’t so terrible.

Peggy hugs me.

“I’m worried, too,” she admits. “But I have a feeling that everything is going to be okay, Cameron. Everything’s going to be fine. We’re going to get through this together, okay? You and me, Cam. You and me.”

Chapter Eleven

Peggy

“You have a great house,” I murmur, carefully stepping into the living room. It’s nothing like the wolf’s lonely cabin in the woods. Dragons are much too fancy for something like that. No, Cameron’s place is quaint, but it’s homey and it’s well-decorated. If I had to guess, I’d say he has two or three bedrooms at least, and it’s all his.

“Thank you.”

“Have you always lived alone?”

“Are you asking if I’m married?” He seems amused, but I blush.

“No, that’s not what I meant,” I hurry to explain, but he chuckles and motions for me to calm down.

“I live alone. Always have. My sister and David offered to let me stay with them, but I would never impose in that way. Besides, I have plenty of money and building this place was fun.”

“You built it yourself?”

“With my own two hands.”

“Do most dragon shifters build their own homes?”


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