The Nullifier's eyes widened, his composure cracking for the first time. "Impossible. High Dragons were eradicated centuries ago."
"Clearly not," Maya replied, golden light pulsing beneath her skin in waves that matched her heartbeat. "And now you face not just me, but my seven bonded mates and nineteen dragons who have answered my call."
The man's gaze darted between Maya and the approaching dragon formation, his enhanced perception allowing him to see what ordinary humans couldn't: the intricate bond patterns connecting her to the seven males surrounding her, the resonance waves emanating from her core, the unmistakable royal signature of her magical frequency.
"The Protocol Seven authorisation," he said, understanding dawning in his eyes. "It wasn't just precautionary. The Order knew
