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They didn’t care that I’d returned. I was a stranger to them. They didn’t know me. And there was no time for them to learn anything about me.

The dragon shifters growled. They fanned around me, ready for violence and taking out any threat coming my way.

There was no need.

This was my territory.

I drew power from the realm. Instantly, the land rumbled, and the Empire Tower swayed.

The crowd shrieked, but there was nowhere to run when the skyscraper trembled in rage.

I flicked my wrist and the building stabilized.

“I do not need you to verify my rule,” I told the crowd. “The land is mine. The realm has belonged to my lineage since ancient time. Only the royal dragons are its Keepers. I now exact my right to evict any of you who want to harm the dragons and want us extinct.”

“You can’t do that!” Lysandra said, a vicious, victorious smile floating to her lips. “Danaenyth Republic is mine now.”

“Then call the goddess of the land and see if she endorses you,” I said. “Call the realm and see if it responds to you.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Lysandra said. “The people have spoken. They don’t want you. They denied you. They’ve chosen me as their queen. We’re just going to finish the ritual.”

“Those who want the dragons to disappear aren’t my people,” I said. “They live on the land that’s not theirs but the dragons’. I was about to offer them self-reign, so all may live in peace. But if peace is not what they want, they can’t stay in my land. I won’t tolerate any racial discrimination, violence, and dark practices. That starts with you, witch. Get out of my land!”

The dragons roared in support.

I spread my arms, and colorful currents of light surged from the earth, reaching me. No building’s floors could stop them. The light of a rainbow licked my skin, twirling around me.

“My goddess!” A member of the recording crew clamped her hand over her mouth. “I’ve never seen anything like that. It’s true magic. Shit. It’s real.”

“Kill her, now!” Lysandra shrieked, not wanting everyone to see how the land’s magic responded to me. “Kill the dragon bitch and all the dragons. Humans Superior and First!”

“Humans Superior and First!” The mob roared and rushed toward me in waves.

They wanted me dead. They wanted to tear me apart. And they wanted to terminate the existence of my mates and all the other dragons.

A blast of bullets ripped through the air toward us.

I threw my hands up, but I was a little too late. I’d been focusing too much on Lysandra and playing with the land’s magic. Bullets tore into the dragon warriors, including my mates. A bullet or two grazed over my left shoulder and arm, even with the walls of the dragon guards shielding me.

Roaring with pain and fury, my mates and our guards shifted back to dragons despite their wounds.

The war with the humans was about to start right here.

“No, not yet!” I called, ignoring the blood dripping from my shoulder and tainting my white gown. “Stay in the sky. I’m handling this. Goddess Arianrhod wants all to see.”

The light of rainbows moved like waves, throwing off the attackers at the vanguard and pushing them back. The rainbow light spread out, melting every bullet along with the guns.

The enemy guards yelled in pain and curses.

My magic lunged at them, probing their minds and hearts. Those who had been following orders but had no malicious intention toward me and my dragons were spared. But the land’s magic had its own judgment. It tossed those who wanted the dragons dead from the roof.

The land wanted to set a few examples.

If they wanted violence, violence would find them.

Before my mates and Adrian had agreed to my method of entrance, they’d warned me of the violent history of the humans. They’d told me humans always set out to destroy other species in order to dominate the planet. And then they tore each other apart.

Bloodthirstiness was in their nature.

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