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“So you’re a dragon, too.” “I am.” She bit her lip, wanting to ask more about that but deciding against it. She wondered how he looked as a dragon. Was he like the big golden one she’d seen? Vikter was clearly a golden dragon, from what they’d said about eye color. Razzy’s eyes were purple. His were gold, and Drayken’s were red. It still weirded her out to think of his red eyes. It was so strange. She nodded and glanced up too.

Pulling my lips to his ear. “Please don’t hurt him. Let Cora return him home. I can’t be here another minute. We need to go.” I whispered. Garren let out a frustrated growl. But for some reason, he listened; in a matter of seconds, we were out on the roof of the building. With a flash of light, a black dragon stood before me. He was the size of three elephants. His purple eyes were bright in the night skin. I almost screamed as a deep voice entered my mind.

Elder Ga roared insanely. Before unleashing a spell, that borrowed the lives of all the plants close by, even the people watching were not spared. The colours of his eyes took different colours, the left eye was white, and the other was dark. Miles stood on his feet, staring at the colour streak heading towards him, his chest out. And his entire body glowed with blinding blue light, the blue light transformed into a full-fledged dragon, and dashed towards the colourful streak, the two collided and exploded.

I nod towards Chance. "What the hell you talking about?" Her dragon brushes the surface. Her eyes turn and icy pale lavender color with black reptilian slits. She's pissed, but I don't know if it's because we're harrassing Chance or something else. Iridescent scales slide along her long perfect neck.

I will look death in the face and spit in its eye. He stands over me-the great beast I spent my life hating. I was told my dragon captor would be blue and he is. Though blue doesn't quite cover the shades of color rippling over his scales. From the fairest blue sky to the dark of the moon, the light illuminates his incredible hide. His monstrous body is larger than I ever imagined. And his eyes. Their stunning blue depths hold nothing but death. "What are you staring at, female?"

I snorted. "I know what I look like. You are not it." It rumbled again. "You tell fine jokes, child. Without me, you are nothing. Look closely. Tell me what you see. Who you see." I peered up at its bright eyes. It blinked and its slitted gold turned blue, like its scales... I paused. Those eyes... The time I'd invaded Dameon's thoughts, I had seen me with them but I had disregarded it, knowing I didn't have blue eyes. Looking closer at its hairy scales made me want to touch my hair. They were the same color.

Visenya replied. Lucian ferociously erupted from the gravel like a volcanic blast, sending rocks and debris hurling all around them. He roared viciously at Visenya, causing her fur to whoosh from the velocity of its gust. For the first time in ten years, Lucian and Visenya came face to face. She looked into his large, yellow reptilian eyes… eyes that looked awfully familiar. She examined his crimson red, scaly skin. There was only one red dragon with orbs of gold like that. She got lost in those eyes and fell into a dazed state of euphoria, where gravity ceased to exist, making her feel weightless, like she was floating on a cloud.

He grinned. Before anyone could contemplate what was about to happen, a deep roar shook the earth. Sending all of them backwards. Slamming them into trees. A black giant dragon suddenly and slowly emerged from the other side of the forest. Approaching the scene stealthily. Its rough skin was dark as obsidian and long claws which could cut through steel. Its eyes burn brightly like hot coals and an earth shattering roar left its mouth, its razor sharp talons which could tear through anything. The sight of the dragon sent tremors through the men and they retreat carefully.

But his hand remained close to mine. The dragon-man moved slower this time, letting everyone see what he was doing. His fingers slipped beneath a strip of dark scaled cloth at his waist and pulled out something wrapped in black leather. It was small, no bigger than my palm, but the moment it entered the open air, something in my chest answered. Not loudly. Not like Seraphina when she stirred. Not like my wolf. Something older. Something in my blood. The dragon-man unwrapped the leather carefully. Inside lay a scale. At least, I thought it was a scale at first. Then I realised it was more than that. It was shaped like a large dragon scale, curved and smooth along one edge, sharp along the oth

In short seconds that felt like minutes, the top part of the egg fell off, and staring at them while screeching softly was a blue-eyed dragon with white soft scales. Alaric gasped, “Blue eyes with white scales? That is unheard of,” he said, reaching down to carry the dragon. As soon as it was in his arms, it turned into a baby. It was a baby girl, and her blue eyes glowed softly. “My little angel is the first of her kind,” Alaric chuckled. “Will it be a problem?” Mariah asked. She was worried. A dragon’s eye color tells of its scales' color; there was no dragon with a different eye color from their scales, and no matter how happy she was with her little one, she was worried.