Fang and Claw: Nocturne Academy, Book 2 by Anderson Evangeline

Author:Anderson, Evangeline
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-21T16:00:00+00:00

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I didn’t know who had produced the nasty little piece of work that had been shown in the glittering soap bubble, but it wasn’t hard to guess what effect it would have on my classmates. Even before the spell of the bubble was over, I could hear angry muttering and see the dark glances the other Drakes were throwing at me.

But I was a powerful Drake—my wings flew higher than anyone else’s at the Academy. None of them would dare to attack me.

Unfortunately, Kaitlyn had no such protection.

As soon as the bubbles burst, an angry mob of both Drakes and Nocturnes was up from their seats and rushing towards her. I looked at where she was sitting in relation to the exit and judged it was too far away. And the entrance to her dormitory was blocked by the crowd.

There was only one way I could think of to defuse this situation and it was going to require a little help from my Drake.

Get ready, I told him. Kaitlyn is being threatened.

He roared angrily and spread his wings within me. A Drake will do anything to protect his L’lorna—which also means ‘treasure’ in the most ancient language of our kind. I knew that before he saw Kaitlyn hurt he would kill every last person in the entire Dining Hall.

I was hoping it wouldn’t come to that.

But in order to stop the possible apocalypse, I had to act quickly.

Shoving my way through the crowd, I managed to get to Kaitlyn before anyone else could. Grabbing her hand, I pulled her up to stand on the table with me and then, using my loudest voice I shouted,

“Stop!”

It did no good—the crowd kept coming. In just another moment they would be upon us and Kaitlyn’s Coven-mates would be hurt or killed as well.

“Let me,” my Drake said inside my head.

“Be my guest.”

I took a step back, mentally, and let him have control. He opened my mouth—our mouth—again, and this time what came out wasn’t a word or even a roar.

What came from our mouth was a gout of flame, fifty feet long. It burst out of me in angry profusion, burning over the heads of the assembled mob like a blast from a flame thrower.

That stopped them.

Not one Drake male in a thousand is able to execute a partial change so subtle that he can breathe his Drake’s fire while still retaining his human form. I say that not to brag, but as a matter of fact. I knew that it would get my people’s attention and remind them of my power.

And so it did. The Drakes stopped in their tracks.

As for the Nocturnes, they also stopped their forward motion and looked up fearfully. All Others fear fire—as of course they should. Drake fire is deadly to any creature but a true Drake and even then they must be in their own Drake form to withstand it.

So my gout of flame stopped the mob in its tracks, which was the effect I had intended.

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