Instantly, bluish-silver scales covered his entire body. His pupils transformed into those of a dragon. Two pure white horns emerged from his forehead, while his fingers elongated into sharp dragon claws.
The next instant, he vanished, teleporting directly to the side of the partner whose life was now in danger.
The Grand Duchess looked at her husband with tears filling her eyes. "A state of painful longing only appears when one's destined mate is facing mortal danger. Theron," her voice trembled. "Will... will he be alright?"
"He'll be fine if he succeeds in saving her." The Grand Duke's expression darkened. "But if he fails..." He did not finish the sentence as both he and his wife already knew the consequences.
If Caelis failed to save his destined mate, his mental state would collapse completely. At worst... He would lose his sanity forever.
"Evelyne." The Grand Duke transformed into his dragon form. "Take Klaude back to the palace. I'll track Caelis's location."
