Beastblood - The Lost Heir Part 2

My abilities from my beast were still limited as Morgana had pointed out. It was getting in the way of my work, too. Morgana had been harping on me about my inability to shift for the last few weeks; she was getting frustrated trying to train me.

“You wouldn’t have needed that if you could shift. Because you ARE a several-ton dragon. That much tranquilizer shouldn’t put you out like that.”

There it was—right on cue.

“We’ve tried,” I growled, and the beast joined me in frustration. It had been three months of trying. Finals were just two weeks away, and I still hadn’t made any progress on unlocking more of my draconic heritage.

Sitting up, I was feeling jittery, so I went to walk around the scene of mayhem the two swamp trolls had caused, righting a dumpster as I walked.

“Oh yeah. Now no one will notice that something went down here,” Morgana snorted. “Leave it and we’ll get you back to your foxy friend. I’m sure she’s still waiting at the bar.”

“What can I say? We are two peas in a pod.”

The vampire rolled her eyes. “More like disgustingly in love. I thought a dragon would have had his prick in a dozen waiting holes by now.”

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