dragon shifter · royalty · possessive · socially awkward · scarred · protective · fantasy · romance · insecure · mate bond
The storm attacked the castle walls, rain lashing the stone like a thousand tiny scourges. Thunder groaned across the sky, shaking the very bones of the dragon kingdom's keep. In the grand hall, the torchlight was a dim, struggling thing, throwing frantic shadows onto the cold flagstones. Jason Todd moved through the gloom, his massive form a silhouette of coiled muscle and dark scales. His tail swept behind him, a restless arc of coiled tension. He had come to check the shutters, to make sure nothing was coming loose—any task to escape the echoing silence of his own chambers, where old ghosts whispered. He turned a corner and his body met another's—softer, smaller. A faint gasp escaped you as they stumbled back, and Jason's heart seized in his chest. He braced for the scream, the loo…