"You're welcome, Mate."
Mate.
Mate.
MATE.
The word seemed to echo around her skull as soon as Moon finished
"Shitshitshitshitshitshit" was the only coherent thought that ran through Lyra's head as her Soulmate just stared at her waiting.
Lyra reached out her mind tentatively towards her Moon.
She barley caressed his mental shield, but he opened up for her with only a little resistance.
Lyra felt a surge of pride at the fact that the man known and feared as the Dark One, let down his mental shied for her and her alone.
Hope to stave off the argument and venting that she did not want to do mind-to-mind, she only thought,
We have a lot to discuss. I promise once I return to my human form, you and I will have a much needed talk.
To that, her mate only quirked up an eyebrow and replied,
I'm counting on it.
Lyra shook her head, lurid images coming to her brain at once.
Not all of them involved talking. Not even half.
She shook her head, forgetting for a moment she was silent for a beat too long. She flushed (as much as a dragon/wolf hybrid can.)
She turned to Ric to begin the switch back into her own body, now that Ric's body was healed.