That’s exactly what he’d always been to me, the picture of him now just as I envisioned him to be the first time he came to my aid and held me in his arms.
I knew back then that he was an angel sent into my life. The heartbreak I endured was only to strengthen me so that I could be whole to meet his wholeness.
In its purest form, with webbed wings and crystalline tips, breathing fire from its lips. He’s an angel who prepares to fight for me.
Only when a thunderous howl rings out am I snapped out of my daze. Where the kidnappers had been running now stand wolves at least three times the size of a human.
“Werewolves…?” I murmur under my breath, shocked but not surprised ever since learning that weredragons exist.
It appears that all the fairytales were true, and the weredragons are the strongest of their kind when I witness Felix effortlessly flicking his wings to fight off the furry wolves. One sweep of his wings, a flick of his wrist when only one arm shifts into dragon form.
He barely has to lift a finger to have the whimpering wolves cowering or, better yet, dead. He’s taken them all down.
All except one.
The man beside me pulls out a gun and presses the metal barrel at my temple, startling me.
“Felix…” I mutter under my breath as he comes all the way into the warehouse, his wings disappearing behind him. His eyes are wide with horrification, meeting mine as he slowly lifts his hands up in surrender.
“Please…” Felix begs Mateo. “Don’t shoot. Let her go.”
Mateo chuckles, the gun moving and causing me to freeze on the spot. I’m so afraid that he might actually shoot me. Even if it’s a mistake.
I can barely breathe.
All I can do is focus on Felix as he cautiously steps forward.
“I don’t really wanna shoot her,” Mateo says as a scoured pair of knuckles strokes my cheek and makes me shiver with disgust and dread all in one. “She’s too pretty to die. I just want you to stop killing my people.”
“Your people, huh?” Felix challenges. “You’re the one who kidnapped my people.”
“That’s because you have what I want,” Mateo retorts with a grunt. “Now, it’s either you surrender, or I shoot the girl.”
“You don’t wanna do that,” Felix warns him, his eyes flitting to me before going back to Mateo.
That’s when one of the criminals who’d shifted into wolf form quietly gets to his feet behind Felix. He creeps up on him with a syringe in his hand.
“Felix! Behind you!” I yelp, warning Felix just in time for him to turn and grab the man by the neck.
“I warned you,” Mateo clicks his tongue next to me.
“No!” My dad yelps as he throws himself forward, knocking Mateo off his feet and joining him in a pile along with the chair he’s bound to.
A deafening bang lights up the warehouse before Mateo shoves my father off him and shifts into wolf form. He isn’t fast enough; Felix flies forward and grabs the wolf with his dragon claws. He snaps his neck in the air, forcing me to look away as bile rises in my throat.
It’s not because I’m put off by what I just witnessed. I’m almost sure now that the reason for my churning gut is the baby growing inside me.
“S-Sierra…” Dad croaks from where he’d been tossed aside on the floor. Lifting my eyes to him, I notice the blood pooling around his shoulder.
“Felix! Help!” I cry out, a grieving scream rippling from my chest when it hits me.
Dad’s just been shot, and he’s losing blood very quickly.
Felix soars down and quickly shifts into human form.
“Sierra!” He rushes to me, crouching beside the chair. “Thank—”
“No, not me! My dad!”