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She was the only witness when Damon’s blue dragon blinked, and inhaled deeply.
She witnessed the fire on the burning mounds of her friends extinguish, and one by one, they propped up off the ground. Timber was the one who watched her friends come back to life, and the enemies of the Holland Pride war too.
She watched the shoots of bright-green grass cover the ground in a wave, and travel down the hillside. She was the one who saw the gashes across her arms and stomach heal in moments.
She watched as the ashes of the trailer park gathered into the sky in a slow-moving tornado, and then reconstructed board by board, roof shingle by roof shingle, in a matter of moments. The trailer park was rebuilt in the green fire.
She would always carry that with her, for as long or as short as she lived.
Timber was also the only one who saw Wreck slump over in the middle of the clearing.
She knew it was bad.
Oh, she knew.
He’d told her the green flames hurt him. She’d watched his eyes roll back in his head, and the life drain from his body to save everyone.
Tears streaked her face as she staggered toward him, but she knew. Oh, she knew.
Timber, I love you too.
It was the last thing he said. Of course that was his goodbye. He was giving her something she could cling to for all her life after he was gone.
Sobs escaping her, she staggered toward him over the ground that was now growing little yellow dandelions.
Behind her, Damon Daye’s dragon was pushing up on his powerful arms, and everything was coming back to life, but all she could focus on was Wreck’s limp body.
Everyone would be okay. She knew it. Everyone but the one who meant everything to her.
Dragging her legs, she made her way to him and curled around him, sobbing. Already he was cold. He was too cold.
“Josiah,” she cried. “Josiah, don’t leave me.” But she knew he wasn’t here anymore. He’d sacrificed himself to save Damon’s Mountains from this stupid war. From himself.
Her body convulsed with her crying as she hugged his limp body closer.
“Baby,” Corey drawled, resting her hand on Timber’s back.
“I don’t want him to be gone,” she croaked out, heartbroken. “I want to go with him.”
“You can’t go with him,” Corey said softly, rubbing her back.
A roar rattled the trailer park as Timber broke down. It was her making that awful noise, she came to realize, but she didn’t care. Everyone got to live but him.
Even the bad guys.
She watched a trio of lions stagger away, eyes on them, looking confused.
“Fuck you!” she shrieked at them. “You should be dead. You should be dead! You don’t belong here. You came here to hurt these people. You planned all this. What did they do to you? Huh? What! You shouldn’t be allowed to live!” More lions, and a herd of boars, slunk off into the woods, eyes on the ground, tails tucked, moving low to the ground. She hoped tonight would haunt them for always. She hoped they never slept in peace again. She hoped her face visited their nightmares. “It’s not fair,” she sobbed softly.
“I know,” Corey murmured. Her words were tear-soaked.
Another roar sounded, and Damon was up. He hovered over her and Wreck as Corey backed away.
“Let the dragon have him,” Corey said.
“He’s mine.”
“Let him honor Wreck. He’s special to him.”
