The Alpha's dragon Flame
Pain shot up my side, but I barely registered it.
Because the dragon wasn’t finished.
He spun, head lowering, throat glowing. Heat built, brighter, hotter, until fire burst forth in a torrent.
I froze, my body locking.
The flames roared closer, searing, blinding. I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for agony.
But instead of burning, I heard a voice.
A shout.
"Soren!"
My eyes flew open just in time to see him.
Soren.
He didn’t hesitate. One second I was frozen in place, staring at the firestorm tearing through the walls, and the next his hand slammed against my shoulder.
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