Emma POV
Clay's transformation into his dragon form was an awe-inspiring sight. As he soared above the house, the wind whipped against my face, carrying the faint scent of pine trees from the nearby forest. The sound of his powerful wings beating echoed in my ears, mixing with Inara's excited musings in my mind.
After an hour of flight, Clay landed with a thunderous thud, his massive presence leaving me in shock. As I held onto him tightly, I could feel the tension in his muscles beneath my touch. The communication between us was wordless but profound, a connection formed through our minds.
As he shifted back to his human form, Clay fell to the ground, his chest heaving in distress.
As he struggled to rise, he stumbled and fell. "Something's wrong, Emma. Look at his veins, they're nea
