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This wasn’t over yet!
I spotted a small weapon sheathed at the side of the Fae who had been trying to pull me away and now lay lifeless in the tall grass. Grabbing the weapon, I turned, holding a small gold knife between the three Fae that were rushing me. For a moment, my hand felt it was burning, but I didn’t let go. I just held on tighter.
“Leave me alone.” I sliced the air.
There was a growl between them in a language that should have been beautiful. Probably would have been if we weren’t all covered in blood. Then one of the Fae was gone, tossed through the air with a flash of claws and teeth. The other Fae quickly backed off, disappearing before my eyes.
Then, there was nothing. No Fae. Just me, standing before three heaving dragons.
I still held onto the weapon, my hand slick with blood as I gripped it. I didn’t know whose blood it was, not that it mattered. Blood was everywhere, it stained my soul in a gaping hole that I had almost forgotten about.
Almost.
“Da,” the word was a sob as I fell to my knees. I had hardly hit the ground when the green dragon was there, a low whimpering sound rattling in his throat.
“I’m okay,” I whispered as though I understood him. My voice was hoarse, words shaky. I wasn’t fine. Nothing about this was fine.
It never would be again.
Chapter Eight
The Fae were running, but they didn’t look scared. They didn’t even make a sound, they just raced to the trees, wind stirring as ribbons of golden light fell over the long green grasses of the clearing, turning the tips of the trees into streaks of glitter.
It should have been beautiful.
It should have been.
But there was too much blood, too many bodies. My father was among them.
Green scaly muscles of the dragon beside me rippled as the long neck and large head twisted around to look at me. His green eyes narrowed, the expression on his dragon face asking the same question that Landers had.
“I’m fine.” I lied with a snap, jumping to my feet. I needed to get out of here. I needed to run away, away from Da, away from this pain.
Instead, the dragon’s body twisted back into itself and I ended up face to face with over six feet of naked man.
Very naked man.
“Cock fuckers!” I squeaked without thinking, my eyes bugging out of my head as I took in the powerful man, his skin a deep olive, his eyes the color of air. I stared from the width of his green wings as they folded against his body, to the hard lines of his chest, to his…
He swung a cloak around his shoulders, covering himself before I caught sight of what I really wanted to see.
By the goddess, why hadn’t I made that my first stop?
“Rider,” he snarled with a voice that was half fury and half fascination. His eyes captured mine, locking me there.
“We need to get undercover,” another man grunted from behind me and I spun, silver hair fanning out behind me.
The other two were back in their human forms. Landers’ red wings were folded against his back as he supported the black man, holding onto all of his weight as his blue wings dragged on the dirt and over grass like a puppet with no strings. He was sweating profusely, his handsome features screwed up in a silent scream.
“Zilon,” the blue dragon said between winces. “Help the girl.”
Landers continued to drag the blue dragon, as the green dragon, Zilon, took one step closer.
“She said she’s fine.” His voice was soft as he looked me over slowly, he really hadn’t believed me. “But she is lying.”
Damn. He could have at least super coated that.
“Yeah, well try having the Fae kill your father right in front of you!” I snapped, hands on my hips as I leaned forward. I clenched my teeth, trying to keep myself from crying. It didn’t work.
