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“Ask away.”

“Dragon shifters… can they really stay hard for however long they want to?”

Blinking, I tried to comprehend what he’d just asked, but no matter how much I tried it didn’t make any sense. “What?”

“Like, can they truly remain hard, their dicks, I mean?”

“Um, yes, they can,” I replied, still reeling.

“Wow! Really?!”

“Yeah, Nym was boasting about it when we grew up.” I shuddered, thinking back to our early teens.

“Does that transfer to their mates when bonding, like their dragon form does?”

“Honestly, I don’t know and I don’t want to know.”

“I guess I could always ask Ryn or Harpy.”

“Please don’t ask my brother if he can stay hard at will now.”

“Okay. I’ll just ask Harpy.”

I let out a defeated sigh.

Arthur just giggled as we got dry, and I couldn’t even act upset, he was just too damn cute. However we were never going to talk about dragon shifter dicks ever again. I made that as a silent vow to myself and for all the gods.

“We can shift on the bed or underneath it,” my mate said as we returned to our room.

“Well, what do you prefer?”

“I would love to show you where I slept, if you don’t mind?” He bit his bottom lip, clearly nervous about my reaction.

Smiling, I took his hand in mine. “Then show me, please.”

His smile brightened up the whole room and then he shifted, his little hedgehog now on the floor in front of me. I let my new form take over, joining him on the floor. It was sort of surreal being this small.

Arthur chirped happily and hurried under the bed. I followed, surprised by how scary the world seemed from down here. I was suddenly glad I hadn’t shifted in the woods. Those tall trees would’ve terrified me.

My eyesight was horrible in this form, making it even more daunting as I followed my mate into the darkness. My eyes caught on several things, and I was pleased that I could see somewhat well even in darkness, though the poor eyesight remained.

My mate had collected several things, like a little nest. He chirped again, resting on what I was sure had to be my sock. Upon expecting the soft fabric, I could conclude that it was in fact, the sock I’d lost many weeks ago. It still smelled like me.

I cuddled up next to Arthur, finding this extremely comfortable. I understood why he liked sleeping like this, so hidden away and protected. I closed my eyes, and within seconds I was dreaming of Arthur smiling, a field of flowers behind him. I took his outstretched hand and allowed the dream to take over.

Chapter Twelve

“Why are we the only ones here?” Arthur whispered as we both took in the empty classroom.

“I don’t know,” I whispered back. It was weird sitting in that huge room by ourselves.

The door then slammed open, a man hurrying inside. “Sorry, class!” He stopped mid stride, staring right at us. “Well, this is depressing.”

Arthur tensed next to me, making me glare at this new teacher. He was younger than the others and either new to the school, or new to us.

He moved further into the room, sitting on his desk casually. “My name is Silas and I guess you two are the last ones to mate at the school.”

This time, I was the one that tensed at his words. Why was it any of his business? We’d been mated for a couple of weeks now, but how would he know?