Page 31 of Ranulf


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“Belle canflyas a dragon?”

He nodded.“Once she became Lachlan’s mate, yes.”

“Zoey too?”

“Yes,” he confirmed.

Oh my God!That sounded so amazing.So much so, it still seemed unreal to Sephie.

“Their lifespans will also match their mates’,” Ranulf added.

Her eyebrows rose.“How long do dragon shifters live?”

“Our parents were several thousands of years old when they died.”

“Together?”

“Mated dragon shifters always share the same lifespan.”

“So, if Belle dies…”

“So does Lachlan, and vice versa.”

“The same with Hunter and Zoey?”

“Yes.”

“How long will they live if nothing untoward happens to either of them?”

“As I said, our parents were thousands of years old when they died.”

“Together,” she repeated.

Ranulf shrugged.“Neither of them would have wished to carry on without the other anyway.”

“That’s…”

“Unbelievable?”

“Romantic,” she corrected.“No… It’s more than that.So much more.My mother and father have always shared a love and closeness I’ve always dreamed of having with my own partner one day.They are utterly devoted to each other.”She eyed him quizzically.“Are dragons faithful to their mate?”

“Always and completely.”

She nodded.“Then to be mated and love each other for so long, to be totally in tune with each other, and to then die together, sounds like heaven to me.”

“My brothers and their mates also have an emotional link that allows them to speak to each other with only their thoughts.”

This was all so much more than romantic.What Ranulf was explaining to her sounded magical, a closeness that existed on another level completely than that shared by any married human couple.Even her parents.

Sephie felt an ache of envy, wanting that for herself.But only if it could be with Ranulf.And it couldn’t when she obviously wasn’t his mate.

“I follow a different mental path to link with my brothers.”He seemed to be choosing his words carefully, seeming aware of her inner turmoil, if not the reason for it, and not wanting to alarm her.

A little late considering all that he had already told her!

Sephie sat up, the duvet held against her bare breasts as she turned to look at him.“Have you met your fated mate?”She could barely breathe, terrified of what his answer was going to be.

“Yes.”