One monstrous moment…and I fall for the dragon shifter…literally

Alice:
Falling through a portal to the realm of the Yeavering was not in my life plan, but neither was being chased by my aunt with a gun.
Falling straight into the arms of a dragon shifter wasn’t on the cards either…but here we are.
The Lambton Wyrm is the most dangerous, most feral of all the monsters in the Yeavering and he has decided I belong to him.
Which, as he has no idea what I am, or what to do with me, is not ideal. Neither...

One monstrous moment…and I fall for the dragon shifter…literally

Alice:
Falling through a portal to the realm of the Yeavering was not in my life plan, but neither was being chased by my aunt with a gun.
Falling straight into the arms of a dragon shifter wasn’t on the cards either…but here we are.
The Lambton Wyrm is the most dangerous, most feral of all the monsters in the Yeavering and he has decided I belong to him.
Which, as he has no idea what I am, or what to do with me, is not ideal. Neither is the curse binding him, the one which says I am his fated mate, and the only way he gets to stay alive is if he breeds with me…
As if my day could get any worse…I have to teach the Lambton Wyrm all about mating, without being accidentally eaten by the big growly grump, regardless of how desirable he might be with his chiselled good looks and abs for days…
Looks like things are about to get interesting.

Fenrother:
I did not ask for a fated mate, the Yeavering gave one to me.
And this one is my mortal enemy, a human.
She is not like me. Her anatomy is wrong and she smells…clean. But she is the key to unlocking my curse.
So I strip her of all weapons, including the strange holster on her chest and wait. Providing we share a bed, she will be mated and my curse lifted. Or at least that is what I was taught by my books. So when the human tells me it is not so, why should I believe her?
No matter how good she smells, humans have killed Wyrms for centuries. I cannot give in to the way my heart flips in my chest whenever she is near.
Until the day I discover exactly what mating is…