Selene POV
Keanu grabs my arm the second my hand touches the door handle.
"My lady—"
"They're surrendering." I yank free. "If he kills every man on that road, we learn nothing about who sent them."
I don't wait for his answer.
The night air hits me like a wall of cold as I drop from the carriage and run.
The road ahead is a wreckage. Bodies everywhere — not dead, most of them, but broken enough to stay down. The stench of blood and scorched earth rolls over me in waves. And at the center of it, the dragon stands over a row of kneeling men with its head lowered, that horrible sound building in its chest like thunder before a storm.
"Stop."
My voice comes out louder than I intend.
The dragon's head swings toward me. Blood-red eyes lock on. And then it moves — one massive for
