Chapter 15
Paul’s dragon moved silently through the camp. He was not about to take any chances with his injured mate securely enclosed against his body. Once he reached the outer rim, he glanced over his shoulder. A dark look glittered in his eyes as he saw Raffvin conversing with several warriors. It took every bit of his self-control not to roar out a challenge.
Soon, Paul promised. Soon, we will kill him.
Paul decided it was more the small, soft hand that caressed his chest, reminding him of his priorities instead of his promise that motivated his dragon to turn and vanish into the dark forest. As soon as he felt he was far enough away, he unwound his wings from around Morian and lifted off. He sent a silent call to her symbiot to catch up with them. He would take her to one of the a
