Page 126 of Rescued By The Dragon

“You look scared,” I said, stepping closer to him.

He scoffed. “I’m not scared of you.”

He was scared of her.

My dragon was full of pride. He loved that his mate was strong. Capable. Amara would only grow stronger, and it scared him.

I knew shifting into my dragon and burning him wouldn’t work. He’d disappear. I had to fight him in my shifter form and pray for the best.

Evian braced himself and disappeared.

The wind jerked around me and a swift kick hit my back. I twirled around, attempting to catch his foot but he disappeared. Irritation drummed through me. My dragon tried to shift, but I pushed him back.

A loud wolf howled in the distance. It pierced my heart with grief. People were dying. Listening to the wind around me, I felt a nudge to my left. I swung wildly, coming in contact with Evian’s face as he appeared at my side with a small knife.

He grunted and flew backward against the ground, causing his knife to disappear into the grass. Evian’s eyes turned a deep red, his teeth sharpened into knife-life points, and he jumped to his feet.

Gone was the elegant man he’d been seconds before.

Now he resembled a beast.

He launched at me, snapped at my neck, and broke the skin, but I used my feet to kick him away. The pressure knocked the breath from his lungs. A war cry broke throughout the field, and madness ensued.

Evian didn’t blink. He stood to his feet and disappeared again. This time I flew upward, knowing I had an advantage in the air. Unable to stop myself, I gazed around the field for Amara. I briefly caught sight of her blonde hair as she easily tossed two sirens off a wolf in the field.

Then I saw him.

He wasn’t by me anymore.

He materialized behind Amara.

She turned in time for him to put the knife that was no longer on the ground in her stomach. My dragon roared and burst from me like a caged animal.

Fear and heartache wrecked me.

Toby caught sight of me struggling to gain control as I flew across the field. He followed my line of sight and beat me to Evian as he stabbed my mate in the stomach. Toby turned him around and head-butted him.

He toppled like a ragdoll, while my dragon landed, and looked down at the savage beast beneath him. Evian’s deranged chuckle knocked my dragon in the stomach.

With one final glance, I let my dragon gain control, and he doused him in fire.

Seconds went by and he was nothing but ash on the ground.

The sirens in the field stopped.

The madness around us cleared.

But none of it mattered because my heart was breaking at the sight of Amara on the ground.

She was holding her stomach as blood seeped through her fingers. Toby grabbed the back of her neck and swallowed. “Boss, tell me what to do.”

“Go get Zerk,” I said calmly, my dragon taking the backseat so I could think.

Toby stood with tears in his eyes and shot into the air. I dropped to my knees, cradled her sweet face in my hands, and dragged her onto my lap.

“Little One,” I whispered. “Hang on. Help is coming.”

“He’s dead,” she whispered.

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