Greatwater Lake When that’s all behind us

The tension began to spur Damien's anxiety. The anticipation of her response, the uncertainty of what she would say, the desire for her to say she didn't want to forget. All of those things managed to make a knot out of Damien's throat. But in the end she pleased him with her answer, revealing she didn't want to forget about their connection either. Her words send a shot of peace through his body and for a moment Damien could only stare into her pearled eyes with the same attraction there ever was.

And then she dropped a bomb. Nuclear.

Damien's face became a frown once again, but this time his jaw dropped by the shock that Asterr's words had brought him into. How on Sithis' name could have Damien not thought about the possibility of impregnating Asterr? She had been in heat, and he'd known it all the time, so, where did his common sense go? Little did the shadow prince know that once upon a time, his very own sire had gone through the exact same thing with Meldresi.

Damien was about to apologize, tell Asterr that he hadn't thought he might do such thing to her, but then he picked up the second part of her comment and connected the dots. "Wait..." he breathed, "What do you mean 'mine'?" he asked, feeling somewhat insulted by the possibility of Asterr having even touched anyone else than him. But they were not mates after all, he had no rightful claim to the dragoness, and so her body was her own, and she could do what she pleased with it.