CHAPTER 39
THE NIGHT WITH THE SEVENTH PRINCE
The cave was filled with the warmness that the little bonfire was providing from the corner. Even though it was enough to keep them warm, Amara could feel her forehead start sweating lightly under his intense eyes. She could feel the man's muscles getting stiffen as if he was restraining his long suppressed desire for her sake.
Amara swallowed hard as fear surged through her mind like a gush of volcano. Never in her lifetime, she dreamed of losing her virginity towards the seventh prince whom she barely had known for a few days. Just like other teenage dragon girls, she dreamt of finding her mate on the day of mateball under the illuminating light of the moon goddess. But it seems like, fate had other things in its sleeves for her.