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“You did all that because you want the shifters to make you leader. You thought it would happen without incident. All it would take is getting back with Gerard, but Gerard doesn’t want anything to do with leadership.”

Kelly clenched her jaw and glared out the window.

“What you didn’t know is Declan would have handed over everything to you if he thought it was what the others wanted. He wants everyone to be happy and live freely.”

Kelly sat forward. “Is that true? I didn’t talk to him much at the homestead. He…”

“He what?”

“Nothing.”

“He can see through you?”

Before Kelly could answer, something slammed the side of the car. Lachelle fell over onto Kelly, and the two of them hit the floor. Lachelle bit off a scream, but Kelly squealed. Lachelle struggled to get untangled from the silly woman.

“Everyone okay?” the driver called back to them. As he spoke, he was busy bending twisted metal to free himself from the wreckage. The dragons’ strength boggled Lachelle’s mind.

“No,” she grumbled. “What hit us?”

“Dragon.”

“Dr—”

The car spun around. Blood rushed through Lachelle’s ears. She grabbed the back of the front seat and hauled herself up. The window and door where she was sitting a moment ago was mangled. It was a miracle she wasn’t hurt. In fact, her hip should have broken. Instead, the only outcome was a dull ache.

Outside the car, two dragons went at each in full force, biting and growling. They used their tails to try to hammer each other. Both beasts were massive with hard scales protecting them from injury. Lachelle couldn’t see how either could win the match.

“Oh God,” Kelly whined. Her eyes rounded as she watched the fight beside Lachelle. “W-what’s going on?”

“Who is that?” Lachelle asked her. Kelly didn’t answer.

The driver provided the information. “That’s my king—and Patrick Sevelle.”

Chapter 10

Lachelle kicked the door, but it didn’t budge. She looked over her shoulder at Kelly. “Can we get out your side? We need to put as much space between us and that fight as possible.”

“It’s stuck.” Kelly wriggled on the door handle to no avail.

“Hold on,” the driver said. “As soon as I’m free, I’ll open your door.”

Lachelle’s throat dried as she spotted Patrick’s tail coming right at the car. If that massive and heavy appendage hit them, they were done.

“Oh God, oh God, oh God,” Kelly shrieked.

“What are you whining about? Call out to them or something,” Lachelle shouted.

Too late, the tail was inches from impact, and then Gerard touched down and took the hit. He slammed backward against the car, but Lachelle was sure he absorbed most of the impact.

Gerard turned around and wrenched the door off its hinges. He tossed it aside and held a hand out to Lachelle. She gratefully took it and climbed out of the car, Kelly fast on her heels.

“Run,” Lachelle ordered. They scrambled away from Patrick and Declan’s fight. All around the area, people gathered to watch the fight. Cars were flattened, buildings damaged. Fires broke out, and fire hydrants were torn apart. Water shot up into the air. The entire surroundings became a disaster area in seconds.

“Why are they fighting?” Lachelle knew there was no love lost between Declan and Patrick, but Patrick tended to keep himself and his people low key. Had Declan found out that Patrick had something to do with the baby’s disappearance?

No one answered Lachelle’s question, even though there were countless shifters present in human form. They watched with satisfaction as the two powerful dragons battled it out.

Declan and Patrick flew up into the air as dragons and came down in their human forms hard enough to crack concrete. “Where is he?” Declan demanded and shook Patrick, holding him by the throat.

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