Catching a glimpse of Mael Valerius' tense jawline, Luna chuckled softly, "Let this dragon revert to its original form and be your steed."
Mael Valerius' dark golden eyes narrowed slightly, "Why should I need someone else to offer if Luna wishes to ride a dragon?"
His gaze fell on their intertwined fingers, finding it an eyesore, discreetly pulling them apart.
Then he pulled her into his embrace, wrapping an arm possessively around her waist.
Kian Sterling's eyes darkened slightly, gently hooked his finger in Luna Sutton's palm, and his lips curved into an indistinct smile, "Luna, you'll wait for me."
With that, he turned and leapt into the Sacred Pool. Seven fox tails flickered through the swirling violet mist.
The pool water instantly boiled, and the purple glow intensified. Numerous ancient runes floated up from the bottom, entwining around his body.
