Torn: A Dragon Shifter BBW Menage Serial (Seeking Her Mates Book 1) by Carina Wilder

advice. After all, she would know that something was up.
    Carrying only her small bag, Lily wandered into the hallway. All that she’d required in the twenty-first century was unnecessary here; the clothing that she’d worn in London would feel unsuitable, and any appliances that she’d left behind in her flat would be unusable with no electrical outlets. She’d packed up only the bare essentials to make life more comfortable, which included some gifts, a modern toothbrush, toothpaste, deodorant, quite a few pairs of panties to which she’d treated herself, and feminine hygiene products—a luxury in her own century.
    The castle’s dire wolf guards nodded to her respectfully as she passed, recognizing her as the Lords’ and Queen’s daughter, but it was some time before she saw someone she knew intimately, a woman who had paused in order to straighten a painting which had gone slightly wonky on the wall.
    “Ygrena,” Lily called out to her old nanny, who turned around when she heard the familiar voice.
    “Lily!” Ygrena ran to her and threw her arms around the young woman she’d helped raise from birth. “It’s been so long .”
    “Has it? I wasn’t sure if I’d step back through that portal and discover that only a day had passed, like some sort of C. S. Lewis adventure,” laughed Lily.
    “Wouldn’t it be nice if we could turn back time or slow it like that?” asked Ygrena, whose human form had always given her grief for its inability to behave in the fantastic ways her shifter friends’ bodies did. She aged so much faster than them, for one thing; faster than her lover, Hallam, who would always look like a gorgeous twenty-five year old man while wrinkles formed on Ygrena’s brow. But he seemed to love her regardless of her flaws, and for that at least, she was eternally grateful.
    “Speaking of aging, I brought you something,” said Lily, who reached into her bag and extracted a tub of lotion. “It’s supposed to be for wrinkles,” she said. “Not that you have any, of course. But I thought you might like it.”
    Ygrena opened it and peered inside. The white stuff glistened and smelled quite delicious, really. “Do I eat it?” she asked, puzzled.
    “No, silly. You spread it on your face. Sort of like a salve.”
    “Thank you, Lily,” Ygrena said with too much hope in her voice. Everything from modern times seemed so effective that surely this stuff must work.
    “You’re welcome. Hey—I want to catch up with you, but do you know where my parents are? They’ll kill me if I don’t find them as soon as possible.”
    “Lord Rauth is around, somewhere. I think he’s in one of his diplomatic sessions with some lord or other. And Lord Lachlan is off combing the woods for dinner—you know how he is when one of you children comes home,” she said. “Though in all honesty I think they’ve been expecting you for days, so there has been a good deal of game around here for nightly dinner.”
    “Well, when Rohan returns, no doubt he’ll travel to some exotic locale and find an elephant or a blue whale to roast.” Lily laughed. “I do appreciate the sentiment, though.”
    “And your mother is, I think, in the courtyard, reading.”
    “Of course she is. Always with the books. I’m amazed that she hasn’t gone blind.”
    “I’m not entirely sure a dragon can go blind,” said Ygrena. “If anything, her eyesight’s improving. As is her mind, I’m sure.”
    “Well, I like hearing that. I can only hope my own senses improve as my déor ages. As for reading, I’ve done enough of that to last a lifetime. Do you know that in the twenty-first century, they act like people of our era are utter idiots?”
    “I suppose we must seem a little simple to them,” admitted Ygrena, who’d always found herself baffled by the stories that came out of modern times, of so-called airplanes and cars. There was something called the internet in which people communicated with one another from great