Oath of Betrayal (The Broken Bonds: Slavic Fantasy #1)

I wasn’t ready to join the welcoming committee just yet.

I needed to erase the vivid thoughts of the dragon rider still swirling through my mind, so I walked around town, enjoying the sunny day. I strolled for a while, smiling at the children playing in the streets while I tried to centre myself. I had to get him out of my head, especially after how my magic had reacted to his touch.

I couldn’t deny that I had enjoyed his calm presence, the way he looked, and how good his calloused hands felt on my skin. I was so lost in my thoughts that I stumbled over a rock, hissing as I grabbed a painfully pulsing toe, noticing how close I was to smack my face on the gravel road.

‘Bloody men with their perky ar … dragons that can give a woman a broken nose or a year of bondage contract,’ I complained, stuttering when I noticed I wasn’t alone on the street.