Chapter Seventeen
Col raced toward the trumpeting dragon. It had Naomi with it somewhere. Her scent was all over it. Sefa and Jaha hadn’t been alone?
How had he missed another female? He charged forward, checking his sides.
The cats were still keeping up with the grueling pace he’d set.
When he’d heard the first bugle cry, his dragon had nearly lost it. He’d tried to fly again but still couldn’t.
Frustrated, he’d pushed himself even harder, climbing the foothills to the snow-covered mountainside at a pace that had him panting for air and his heart kicking against his ribs.
The darkness had changed to a light gray.
The unfamiliar dragon was ahead, backing away slowly like it was scared. She was hunched low in the snow and her wings were still firmly entrenched against her back. Why w
