Page 52 of Accidentally a Dragon Daddy

“Spread your arms wide,” I roared, wind screaming across my snout as we plunged through the clouds toward the ground far below. “Face the ground, stabilize yourself. You’re not going to die.”

“I can’t fly! Of course I’m going to die!” she shrieked back.

But she did as she was told.

“I’m going to say this once,” I called, closing rapidly. “And only once. And please note, I’m only saying this because you can’t reach me, but you need to relax.”

“RELAX?!”

My claws wrapped around her body just as she started to twist around to yell at me.

“Gotcha,” I said, my wings biting into the wind as I pulled out of the dive, using the momentum to fling me back up in the air.

Back toward Dayvin.

The other dragon’s eyes popped open wide as I came at him as fast as I could.

“Idiot,” I growled.

“I’m alive,” Elanya whispered from her place safe in the grip of my front paw.

“Yes, you are. Because Dayvin is an idiot. A big, strong, dragon, but an absolute moron,” I said, resisting the urge to spit in derision.

“You planned this?” Elanya yelped.

I didn’t look down. My focus was on the blue dragon frantically trying to escape.

“Not the whole kidnapping part. Just the part where he dropped you,” I growled, already having closed half the distance to my target. “It was the only way I was getting you back safely.”

“You wanted him to drop me. Into open air.”

“Yes.”

“You could have warned me!” Elanya yelled, smacking her hands against my claws.

“Then he would have known,” I pointed out, inhaling sharply as I finally caught up to Dayvin.

Then I spat a flaming ball right at his underside. The fire exploded across his left flank, crisping scales, even peeling a few of them back. It rushed up his side and into the underside of his wing. Most of the fire had expended itself by that point, but the upward draft of the wind hit his wing and pushed it high in the sky. It wasn’t much, but just enough to throw off his rhythm.

The blue dragon cried out in a mixture of surprise and pain, losing height and speed as he sought to recover.

Which was when I swept up from underneath, breathing a constant stream of fire right into the open membrane of that same wing, crisping it. Dayvin screamed and plunged from the air, barely able to control himself.

I dove in pursuit, watching with grim satisfaction as he plunged into the ground, driving up a large furrow as he hit the grassy field in an uncontrolled fall.

“Stay here,” I said, opening my claw to deposit Elanya nearby before I stomped over on all fours.

Dayvin was just recovering from the fall.

“Take my woman, will you?” I snarled, my snout darting forward, jaws ripping out a chunk of hind leg.

Dayvin bleated in agony.

“Threaten her with death, will you?”

Claws split his side open, sending scales tumbling aside as blood welled and began to spread across the ground.

“Think you can get the best of me, do you?”

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