18. I am what?

Kayda.

Being away from Eoin is tougher than I had anticipated, and it had been quite annoying learning that being unmarked seemed to maybe lessen the effects of my dragon and wolfs pinning and longing for him but that the effects were still strong. My mother had surprised everyone in giving birth to perfect twins one girl and just when my father had smiled and said he was happy in life to be surrounded by women my mother had given another push and out came my brother. My new sister was named Angel, and my brother, like myself, shared a name that indicated our true selves. He was called Draco, meaning dragon just as Kayda meant little dragon. I held my new siblings close, marvelling at how tiny they were in my arms. Despite recent events and my declaration of not wanting children, something strange passed over me as I looked at the newborns in my arms. Damn the betraying traits of womanhood. My mind whirled with how nice it would be to cradle Eoins' little pups in my arms, and sudden