Wind flowed over the rock face and buffeted Zale"s back as he stood at the opening to the cave. The stench of smoke clung to his body. He should have stayed to help defend Montrose, but he had more important things to do… Like find his mate and heal his second.
He clenched his fists as he stared at Rose, the woman who had left him. Black shadows danced through his mind. He wanted to stalk over to her, throw her over his shoulder and haul her away. As if reading his thoughts, the dragon guards moved between them to protect her. From him. He ignored them. As if he would let four males prevent him from seeing her.
She whispered his name.
She pushed through the wall of males. Sunlight caught her face. Her cheek was swollen and bruised. He growled at the dragons.
"Who dared hurt my mate?"
