TAKEN BY THE DRAGON KING

Thirty Three

Chapter 33

No Holding Back

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Dracul

Elena's question hit me like a sledgehammer. I didn't know what to say or how to react.

No one had ever asked me that before. No one had ever cared about what I was feeling before now, not really.

As a child, the focus had been on survival, and I had been grown for so long now that I barely even remembered that time. I sighed and tried to rein in my emotions, which stampeded along at a great speed.

Elena was something else, she was.

Right now, when I should be feeling guilty for what happened between Gulliver and me, I wanted nothing more than to pull Elena into my arms. It was insane. It was absurd.

But she did that to me. Even in the depth of the hardest conversation of my life, she was still here, listening.

Even in the depth of the most challenging part of history, I wanted nothing more than to take her into my arms.

She did things to me, things that I had never felt before, things that I didn't truly understand.

I turned and she was looking