Page 25 of Chase Me

The Green Dragon warriors, now under Jakob's command, were just as powerful as days gone by. He was the complete idiot who had sent them all away.

It would've been a hell of a lot smarter to have an entire battalion on the search for the First Dragon's relic. His ego would have been knocked down a few notches, but his IQ could have gone up, if he had asked the other Wyverns for their help too.

But no.

He didn't want to look like a dumbass for losing the relic in the first place.

Instead, he was the worst Wyvern in a millennium.

His father always had so much faith, such high expectations for him. Too bad he wasn't living up to a single one of them.

The town came into view, and Jakob spotted one of the demon dragons slipping between two buildings at the edge of the settlement. He didn't yet see the other one, or Ciara, but he knew they were near. He could feel them.

If the beacon from his soul shard was any indication, they were near the town square in the center. He was set to follow the light, which still astounded him, but it left the otherdemon dragon to wreak havoc wherever it wanted to. Which, of course, is exactly what it did.

Its black shadow crept up the side of the home and pulled an unlatched window open.

Normally, the townsfolk didn't need to worry about locking their doors or their windows. The worst crime in this rural area was someone not paying their bar tab on time. That's what happened when they were protected by dragons.

The scent of a brand-new human life hit Jakob before he saw the baby. The thought of what the demon dragon could do to that little soul punched Jakob square in the esophagus. He couldn't swallow past the thought of that evil piece of shit spreading its plague to the child.

Fear gripped that lump in Jakob's throat and held on tight until he had the demon dragon in his talons. He shredded the bastard before it could even take its next breath and spew fire at him. His ashes scattered on the wind created by the powerhouse of his wings pushing them through the air.

He landed softly, because the residents had not yet noticed any disturbance in town and awoken.

Something near his heart went all squishy, as he stared in at the babe. Its life force was strong, but Jakob blew some of his healing dragon's breath over the child, just in case. The gentle puff of green smoke made it sneeze but did not wake up.

He would have to sire one of these of his own one day. Every Wyvern needed a first son to continue the lineage of leadership. He'd rather have a daughter. One with sparkling green eyes and lovely blonde curls, just like Ciara’s.

Too bad dragons didn't have daughters.

If he didn't get his head out of his butt and go save herfrom the other demon dragon, this cozy little future life he'd envisioned would be nothing more than a silly dream.

A scream wrenched through the night and Jakob saw the body of a demon dragon tossed into the air like it was bouncing on a trampoline, spinning and flipping, but not having a good time.

What was his witch doing now?

Jakob bounded over the nearest rooftops and into the town square. Ciara was huddled under the metal awning of a payphone. She had her eyes scrunched tight and the phone outstretched as if it were a weapon.

The demon dragon crashed onto the cobblestone in front of her. It lifted its head, shook it like a dog, and growled at her. “I kill you.”

“Eek.” Ciara waved the phone again, and the demon dragon was blown across the square, tumbling cartwheel style, reminding Jakob of a children's cartoon.

It would be funny, if it wasn't so, so… fucking hot.

She was using the wind to keep her enemy at bay. The dumbass demon kept getting back up and rushing at her again and again. Each time it took a little flight up in the air, ass over tail, and once even spinning like a disco queen, encased in a dust devil she created.

Jakob leaned against the nearest building. He could watch this all day.

But after a few more blows, Ciara wilted against the phone box. He could practically see her energy throwing up the white flag and waving it.

The demon dragon knew it too. On this next run at her, it dodged her attempts to push it away and blew a stream of fire at her. Jakob moved to throw up a wall of dirt to block the fire, but she beat him to it. That act of magic took herremaining strength and she slumped to the ground, falling hard on her ass, but still clinging to the phone handset.

Jakob opened a hole in the ground beneath the demon dragon. It was sucked into the earth and before it could scramble out Jakob was there spearing it through the skull with the spikes on his tail. It disintegrated to black ash that Jakob buried in the ground.

“Go away, leave me alone.” A light breeze smacked Jakob in the face.

Ciara. I’m here now. Don't?—

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