Dillon"s skin rippled, but he couldn"t transform. Not yet. The air dripped with the acidic notes of Jasmine"s fear. The dragons overhead were spiralling down to them. They had to go, but they couldn’t risk Jasmine running from them.
"They"ve found us." Kylan grabbed Jasmine"s shoulders. "Promise you won"t fight us when we turn into dragons. Trust us. We will protect you."
She nodded quickly as she pulled on her backpack. This time there was no mistaking her agreement. Thank God.
"You"ll ride me, beautiful," Dillon said. He"d never had anyone ride him, but he hoped it was as easy as it looked. His parents used to travel like that all the time, but they weren"t usually under attack when they did it. "I"m faster. Kylan will hold them off."
Her eyes were damned near the size of golf balls,
