Billionaire Dragon's Bride: BBW Paranormal Shapeshifer Dragon Romance (Treasure Lane Dragons Book 1) by Anya Nowlan

Author:Anya Nowlan [Nowlan, Anya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-07-14T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Gemma

The three new arrivals, whom Gemma recognized as Greenmeadow and Goldplains dragons, landed at a respectful distance from the fighting duo, tucking their wings and watching with quiet, worried expressions. Gemma saw the Greenmeadow dragon’s chest puff, and she already knew that it meant his fire was burning bright, but he restrained himself, only snarling ever so slightly at the sight before him.

“Why aren’t they stopping them!?” Gemma asked, her voice deafened by the roars of the wounded dragons.

“They know they can’t,” Jolly cheered, a feverish look on his face. “It must be settled by the two themselves!”

With agonizing slowness, Gemma saw Devon careen his head around as Remington tried to grab the back of his neck, and caught the red dragon’s lower jaw in his grip. She heard a crack that sounded like a building collapsing and then a hissed screech as Remington began thrashing wildly, almost mewling in pain. Devon shivered with exhaustion, his legs barely keeping him up, but he held on without faltering.

“Oh my god,” Gemma whispered, her eyes never leaving the dueling dragons. She fished out the dragon stone and locked it in her palms.

Please come back to me, she begged, watching Remington scratch and tear at Devon’s face and soft underbelly, causing wound after wound. But Devon wouldn’t let go. In a last ditch effort, dark red flames puffed from Remington’s maw, tumbling over both of the dragons, but they died quickly and left both of them with burns as they were too weak to fight it.

With bated breath, Gemma witnessed Remington slump in Devon’s grip, too weak to hold himself up any longer. He collapsed on top of the blue-black dragon, and Devon struggled out from under him, still holding on to Remington’s neck and jaw. Another crack that felt like it could splinter bones in Gemma’s own body, and then, Cillian Greenmeadow sprang forward, tearing Devon away from Remington. He put himself between the red dragon and Devon, standing ground firmly with his chest rumbling with flames.

Blood rage still burned in Devon’s eyes, but the exhaustion was evident in him. He couldn’t take on another dragon – his mind might be willing but his body was unable.

“NO!” Jolly screeched in deathly terror, tears streaming from his eyes. “It can’t be!” he muttered, his shaking hands holding on to the dagger. Remington lay almost motionless on the snow, streams of blood dribbling from his body and pooling at places. The Redblade had been defeated, just like his forefather before him.

It’s not worth it, Devon. He is done, now you would just be slaying a broken man. Leave him to the mercy of his family… Gemma heard, the metallic tone to the voice marking it as Cillian’s. The golden dragons walked forward as well, one going to check on the fallen dragon while the other went to Devon’s side, as if bolstering his strength with their bright, almost ethereal presence.

Where Devon looked rough and severe, the golden dragons were as if straight off of a painting – mythical, majestic and carrying themselves like lions.

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