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“It’s a long story.”
The ground shook as the king stomped the cave floor with a roar, lunging for Jori’s throat. Jori roared back, swiping his claws across the king’s face, leaving behind sliced flesh. Blood flew through the air, speckling everything within range.
Jori wasn’t submitting.
This was unprecedented. Dragons accepted their liege.
Kymri recalled he’d laughingly mentioned he had problems with authority.
She turned to Elora, who watched the skirmish with a mix of awe and fear. “I did everything I could to avoid this.”
They scrambled out of the way as Jori’s tail whipped past them, slamming into the wall over their heads. Several rocks tumbled free.
The group’s movement caught the attention of the king, who slammed his own tail down as a barrier, trapping both the women and their guards. Ducking another swipe of Jori’s claws, he reached out his own and grabbed Elora.
Crushed in his grip, the king pulled her up in front of Jori’s face.
“Jori, don’t submit to him,” Elora screamed. “Don’t!”
Kymri realized she meant to die to stop it from happening if she had to.
Of course she would, she’d spent Jori’s lifetime trying to stop all of this from happening, she wasn’t about to let the years go to waste.
Jori went still. Growling filled the room.
The tip of the king’s claw moved to the center of Elora’s chest.
Kymri heard Stenlen suck his breath in.
“Kill the bitch, my liege!” Clive shouted, as he pinned a knife to Kymri’s throat.
“Drop the knife, Clive,” Stenlen ordered.
“Fuck you, Sten. If that little prick doesn’t submit to the king, we’ll make him.”
“The females are not to be harmed. Ever.”
“Clearly the king doesn’t agree with you.”
The king’s claw was pressed to Elora’s chest, whose head was thrown back in pain. Even though she wasn’t human, she couldn’t withstand the strength of the dragon. With that throat shackle, she was vulnerable and fragile.
Kymri’s dragon screamed out from deep within her, causing her to struggle blindly against her captor, ignoring the sharp blade scraping the delicate flesh of her throat. Everything in her was determined to protect Elora.
Jori backed away from the king.
The king moved toward his men, roughly released Elora to the floor and began shifting back to human form.
He looked up into Jori’s dragon face, “I will destroy them if you do not submit,” Richmund said.
Elora rolled to her knees, struggling to her feet.
Kymri glanced at Stenlen to her left. The conflict was plain on his face. “Don’t think your bastard of a king won’t do it,” she hissed.
“Shut up!” Clive barked, jerking her head back by the hair.
“There’s a reason we’ve been hidden all this time,” she rasped.
“Jori,” Elora pulled his attention, “he’ll use you to destroy the queen’s sanctuary. He—”
