The beast didn’t move again.
Fraser’s dragon snarled. We must find Holly.
Sirens blared in the distance. It was now a race against the clock to find his mate before the authorities tried to shoot him out of the sky.
Chapter Thirteen
Holly’s side ached from running and yet she still pushed herself to go down one alley and then the next.
She hated leaving Fraser behind. But Holly staying would only distract her dragonman. Her best chance to help him was to find a way to contact Finn. Or anyone from Lochguard, for that matter.
The DDA might be willing to help her, but she wouldn’t try that until she was out of options. They might not acknowledge that Fraser’s shifting inside of a city was a matter of self-defense. The thought of him going to jail made her stomach churn.
Get a grip, Holly. You’re used to high-tension and risky situations. You can do this.
True, her life had never been on the line before. But she’d kept a cool head to save a countless number of mothers and newborn babies. Holly could do the same for Fraser and herself.
A small, wooded park came into view and she made a beeline straight for it. She’d have a better chance at watching the skies from a park versus fleeing into another house.
Making it to the edge of the copse of trees, she pushed her way deeper into the park until she stood at the edge of a clearing. Careful to stay in line with the tree trunks, Holly scanned the sky. All she saw were clouds.
Then a dragon snarled in the distance and her heart skipped a beat. Clutching a hand over her chest, she willed the noise to be from the blue dragon who’d crashed into the house and not Fraser. If he died protecting her, their child would grow up without a father. Not only that, a future without Fraser brought tears to her eyes. Any man who would willingly risk his life to save someone else’s was someone you kept around.
A dragon roared in pain in the distance. Could it be Fraser?
Taking a step out to better see the sky, a red dragon hovered above her.
Shit. Holly ducked back into the trees. The dragon could be from Lochguard, but she had no idea and she wasn’t about to chance it.
Keeping her breathing even, she remained immobile. Please let them move on. Please.
After about sixty seconds, Holly debated if the dragon had fled or not when a red forelimb broke through the trees and grabbed her around the middle. Holly screamed as she was lifted into the air.
The sudden climb in altitude made her a little lightheaded, but she fought against the feeling. If she fainted, it was game over. Not just for her, but possibly for Fraser as well.
With a deep breath, she tried to focus on their surroundings and get her bearings. That’s when she noticed a large, black dragon hovering in the sky.
When the beast’s eyes fell on her, he roared. Her gut told her it was Fraser.
Sirens blared below and someone started blasting over a loudspeaker. Yet with the wind whipping around her, Holly couldn’t make out what they were saying.
Just as her dragonman charged toward her, the red dragon released her.
Holly fell toward the ground and screamed hard enough to hurt her throat. She was going to die.
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The human police were using a loudspeaker to order Fraser to land. He was debating his next step when his eyes landed on Holly, who was clutched in Gordon’s foreleg.
The bastard. Gordon had been one of the dragons who had left Lochguard rather than stay under Finn’s leadership.
His beast spoke up. We’ll teach him a lesson, just like the other dragon.
Careful. We need to extract Holly first. Help me think of a plan.
Move toward him. I may have an idea.
His beast fell silent. Since his dragon had helped him escape a dangerous situation or two in the past, Fraser trusted his beast implicitly.