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I want to believe her, partly because Aragon had chased the group away when they began taunting me. But there’s something in the way the vicious glints in their eyes send panic through my chest that has me fearful.
I’ve dealt with enough bullies in the past. Mostly because of my size. Never because of the mere fact that I’m human—especially at the hands of dragon shifters who could easily snap my neck if they wanted to. Thanks to the Vulkan family, I’m safe from their derision. I just can’t help but wonder what will happen when they’re not.
It’s not like I’ll be here forever, I remind myself. Lily turns narrowed eyes at the group who giggle amongst themselves, spearing suspicious gazes my way.
Beside me, she practically growls under her breath. I turn my attention to her, noticing that her eyes are closed. The growl continues reverberating in her chest, and I place a worried hand on her shoulder.
Her eyelids fly open, and she throws me a wide grin. I glance at the bottom of the arena, noticing the group dispersing before frowning at Lily.
“What just happened?” I ask.
Lily giggles lightly, playfully patting my thigh. “There’s so much you don’t know.”
“I’m all ears…” I offer, though my attention is drawn to the arena when more dragon shifters have come in.
Where’s Aragon?
“So…” Lily begins. “It turns out that Draco and I are fated mates. Fated by the gods, as he likes to say. That means I can use telepathic communication.”
“Woah!” I glance at Lily in surprise. “Is this something you share with the whole clan?”
“Aha,” she concedes with a proud nod. “It sure comes in handy when you need to put some dragon shifters in their place,” she giggles.
Smiling in awe, I spot a familiar dark head appearing at the entrance through my periphery. My attention is drawn there, to the spot where Aragon enters the arena. While Lily continues explaining her gift of telepathy with the dragon shifters, I find her voice drowning out in my eardrums. Instead, my senses are trained on the dragon shifter below just as he gazes at me.
The moment our eyes lock, my breath hitches in my throat. The golden depths of his eyes become the pools I find myself swirling in. Drowning, with no intention of swimming to the surface. Immersed in the wordless moment where even time stands still, all I can feel is the pitter-patter of my racing heart.
Aragon pulls his gaze away when a blonde-haired man touches his shoulder, and the moment is lost. The air in my lungs returns, shocking me as I gasp.
“Yazmine…?”
“Y-yes? You were saying?” I spring back to the present moment, having lost myself somewhere in Aragon’s eyes.
Lily giggles beside me. “I’ll tell you all about it some other time.” She points at the ring. “They’re starting.”
Nodding, I turn my attention to the front, where Aragon is busy handing out instructions to two dragon shifters in the ring. He’s fiercely imposing as he leads training, the other dragons paying keen attention to his every word.
I realize this is a side to Aragon I haven’t seen before. A willful leader, born to the Vulkan family, who leads the dragon clan on this side of the world. He maneuvers his duties effortlessly, fulfilling his duties with a stern look on his face.
I gulp hard as I watch him stepping out of the ring, fingers wound on the rails to hurl his muscular body over to the other side. Wearing a black tank top and gray sweatpants, I can’t help but wonder if he’d dressed for the occasion.
Just as I did by wearing the dress that calls his attention back to me with a coy glance over his shoulder. Awareness courses through me, settling in the base of my belly and forcing me to press my thighs together tightly.
God!
What is he doing to me, looking delicious in that fit? It makes me absentmindedly run the tip of my tongue across my bottom lip, imagining all the sinful things those hands did to my naked body.
I’m hauled out of my daze when the first male shifts into dragon form in the ring. I missed the shift, so I stay focused on watching the second male’s shift. He closes his eyes, stretching his arms out on either side of him before a pair of wings sprout from his back. Next, his arms become disjointed, his legs too. His limbs make crackling sounds as they become larger, flesh imbued with scales.
The process is magical. There’s no other way to describe how a human shifts into dragon form. Not logically, anyway. The human body grows larger in size—at least fifteen times its size. The scales of the dragon appear from the human flesh’s pores. Wings magically erupt from either side of the spine. The dragon form isn’t concealed within the human.
Instead, it grows from the human form in a matter of a few seconds.
It’s incredible. It blows my mind to watch how a fire-breathing dragon emerges from a human form that can fly thanks to a pair of webbed wings. It can use the tail sprouted from the base of its spine in combat. As a weapon and a tool to dodge attacks like a flexible fifth limb.
The dragons below are spectacular in combat, and a fantasy movie is being played out in front of my eyes. When they lift their feet off the ground and into the air, flapping their wings to send them out of the arena, they breathe hot puffs of fire at one another.
Gasping in shock when I remember what Aragon told me about how to kill a dragon shifter, I lean toward Lily and ask, “They won’t die?”
