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“As if this place can hold me,” I boasted.

“It can,” Malone insisted. “This whole dome is encased in panels comprised of the five highest melting point metals: tungsten, rhenium, tantalum, molybdenum, and niobium. It cost a fortune considering how much we needed and the difficulty in forging those elements. Even the window has a tungsten shield we can drop over it. Your breath might be hotter than expected, seeing as how you can melt steel, but even the weakest of those alloys requires over two thousand degrees Celsius.”

A heat even I couldn’t generate. “I should have hunted you first,” I stated noting he’d closed the door to the control room. Coward.

“But you didn’t, and now I’m safe inside the control room, and you’re where you belong. In the prison I helped design.” Malone smirked.

And I lost my temper.

ChapterTwenty-Two

“Abaddon! Stop!”I screamed. “You’ll catch the whole place on fire.”

Despite my dragon aiming his jet flame at the window—more specifically Malone—the heat of it had me sweating. The only good news was nothing ignitable stood in his path—and that included the window. Malone had guessed what Abaddon would do and the tungsten shield he’d spoken of slammed down before the fiery stream hit.

Realizing he’d been foiled, Abaddon’s jaw snapped shut. “I won’t be caged, Pip.”

“I know, and I promise we’ll find a way out.” And if we couldn’t, Maddox surely would rescue us. I glanced at Leo. “Is there another exit?”

He shook his head. “Not one we can access from in here. We do have a hangar door at the top of the dome for lowering in stuff, but it can only be opened from the control room.”

“That seems shortsighted,” I muttered.

“So I’m seeing. Guess there were more things I should have taken into consideration when constructing the habitat.” Leo hung his head. “I’m sorry, Pip. In my excitement at finally finding a dragon, I did things I’m not proud of.”

“Not proud of? Jesus Christ, Leo, you sent guys armed with tranqs to my home. Spied on us, drugged us, fucking experimented on Abaddon while he was knocked out.”

“Not to mention, he should be apologizing to me,” Abaddon huffed.

“If you give me a chance, I will do everything I can to make up for it. Money, food, luxuries, you name it,” Leo promised.

“Easy thing to say now, seeing as how we’re stuck.” I planted my hands on my hips and glared at the door. I knew we should have run. Being Malone’s prisoner? The worst possible scenario because, unlike Leo, he didn’t seem to have a soft spot in his heart. That realization led to a new fear: Maddox. My lover wouldn’t flee and leave us prisoner, but if he attempted to rescue us, Malone wouldn’t hesitate to harm him.

Whir.

The mechanical noise was followed by the window shield lifting, although slower than it had lowered. Abaddon leapt to my shoulder and leaned forward ready to blast, only I saw a hint of plaid and yelled, “Hold your fire!”

A moment later, the door to the habitat opened and Maddox strode in, dragging an unconscious Malone.

“Finally, he does his job,” Abaddon crowed, fluttering to the ground.

“Hope I’m not late to the party,” my boyfriend and now hero exclaimed.

“You’re just in time,” I said with a smile that held a shit ton of relief at seeing him in one piece. “Although, I am surprised you fit through the hole Abaddon melted in that door. I barely managed to squeeze in.”

“Yeah, my ass would never have fit. Lucky for me, asshole here”—Maddox shook the limp body—“opened it when I went up the hall to look for a tool to pry it wider. The coat you shed on the other side got partially wedged in the jamb and kept it from completely closing. Took me a few minutes to get down all those damned stairs, seeing as how the asshole took the elevator and I wanted to surprise him. Caught him at the tail end of his villain speech.”

“You surprised him alright.” I draped my arms around Maddox’s neck. “Thanks for coming to the rescue.”

His lips curved. “Always wanted to save a damsel in distress.”

“You are so getting lucky tonight,” I purred, giving him a kiss.

Abaddon gagged. “Must you two always be doing that?”

With our lips still locked, I flashed a middle finger and Little Fella sighed. “Leo, show me somewhere in this habitat where we can imprison this Malone.”

“After all he’s done, you’re not going to torch him?” Leo asked.

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