Page 40 of The Dragon King


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An idea curls at the edge of my mind, and I internally wince. This is going to suck.

Taking a slow breath, I call up an image of Kem. His dark eyes smile at me, giving me courage. I let a little moan slide from my lips, and I feel the men’s attention land on me. The second man takes a step forward. “She’s pulling out of it again.”

“So quickly?”

“Dose her.”

“That’s a lot, I don’t think?—”

“Just do it!”

Yes, come here, little man.

I keep my eyes closed, letting my head fall to the side as I moan again. The guard’s footfalls stop at the edge of the table, and I flutter my eyes open, pretending I’m struggling against the drug.

The guard shakes his head, leaning down. “Back under you go.”

My dragon grins, her power flooding my veins. I grab the guard’s shoulders, shifting my blunt human teeth into fangs. Biting down hard, I rip the flesh from his throat. Hot blood splatters across my face and pours down my throat. He jerks back, stumbling, and I follow, driving him to the ground.

I land on top of him, the room spinning slightly as the drug tries to hold me in a fog. The second male, large with deep teal hair, swears, rushing across the room. Before he takes two steps, I grab the guard's head and snap his neck. His body slumps under me, and I have just enough time to duck under the teal man’s arm as he tries to grab me. I scramble to the side, and he follows. “Behave, little girl. Or your clan will pay the price.”

I snarl, a low growl rumbling from my chest. “I don’t think so.”

Pushing off the wall, I barrel into his chest, wrapping my arms around his waist. He does the same, thinking to overpower me.

Stupid male.

I lean into his hold, snapping my leg up, kicking him in the face. His grip relaxes enough that I can roll from his hold. I crash into the door, yanking on the handle. It doesn’t budge.

Hands grab me, claws digging into my skin as I’m yanked back. His arm wraps around my throat, cutting off my cry of pain and frustration. He squeezes, snarling, “You bitch. You’re not worth the trouble. Inchel will get over it. There’s plenty of whores out there.”

His grip tightens, and his other hand presses to the side of my head, locking me in his hold. Little black specks dance in my vision reminding me of Kem’s shadows.

My dragon roars. Save our Mate!

Panicked, I yell at her, NO! Not here!

My dragon shoves me aside and breaks free. There’s a startled yelp of pain, and the splintering and cracking of wood echoes in the room.

Pure agony steals my breath.

My dragon immediately melts away, hiding from the blinding pain. I collapse to the floor, taking shallow breaths as I roll onto my side. There’s a smear of flesh and blood on the side wall, and the teal man’s crushed body lies unmoving on the floor. The guard’s body is a pulpy mess as well.

Good.

I can’t stop the scream from tearing from my throat as I push to my hands and knees, but I smile around my bruised and swollen face. The door is in pieces.

I attempt to crawl forward, but pain drives me back to the floor. My right arm is badly bruised, and my left shoulder is dislocated. My face feels like I flew straight into a mountain. I must have slammed into a wall or the ceiling when I shifted.

I take a shaky breath, and the dark dots in my vision turn white. My ribs are all either bruised or cracked. Surprisingly, my left leg is fine, but my right foot is turned at an odd angle. I grit my teeth against the sharp ache along the right side of my back. My right wing must be damaged.

Kem. I have to get to Kem.

Putting most of my weight on my left side, I maneuver myself enough to get my knees under me. I breathe through the waves of agony. Sheer desperation gets me to a seated position, and I poke my right ankle. It flares with white hot pain, and I hiss, “Fuck!”

I have to get out of this fucking room.

My dislocated shoulder protests as I grip the wall with my right hand, pulling myself up onto my left leg. The room begins to go dark, and sweat pours down my face, but I press my hand harder into the wall, forcing my body to remain conscious. I use the wall to hobble toward the shattered door, and once I reach it, I poke my head out, finding a dark hallway.

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