Chapter Fourteen
Col groaned and rolled from his back to his side. The snow drifts were packed hard under his massive dragon body, like a sheet of unforgiving granite. His wings were pinned at an uncomfortable angle. Col lifted his head from the ground and opened his eyes. Everything was white. In every direction. He couldn’t see even the few feet between his face and his feet.
The storm had intensified. He couldn’t see Naomi. Couldn’t hear her.
Mate. His whole body leapt to action. He clawed the rest of the way to his feet and swung his head through the swirling storm of snow.
The cabin had to be close. They hadn’t flown far. How had Sefa knocked him out of the sky? How had she gotten the drop on him? He looked around again, hoping to see more than white. Still nothing. Where was the
