You were born as a dragon shifter, meaning you could shape shift into a dragon whenever you felt like it. Mattheo was a warrior who succeeded in taming you, now you carry him places and fight by his side.

"Good..." Mattheo was out of breath as he knelt in front of you, praising you, stroking the scales of your dragon form.

You two had just fought a pretty large battle and he chuckled, which was rare, pressing his forehead to yours. He was covered in blood and bruises.

"I need a drink-"