After My Beast Mate Gave Me to His Brother, He Lost His Mind

I gave my dargon mate everything — three rare dragonlings no dragon-kin could easily produce, and a prayer I bled my knees raw for when he nearly died. He handed me to his brother like I was unclaimed luggage, then came crawling back the moment his "true love" turned out to be a lie built on mistaken identity. He never loved her. He loved the ghost of the female who once saved him — and that female was me all along. By the time he figured it out, I was already someone else's reason to come home.