“Bet I wouldn’t.”
“Never met a woman yet who wasn’t a dragon who didn’t scream at the first sight of me in my real body.”
She boldly stood before him, hands on hips, to face him. “You never met me.”
Growling low in his throat, he felt the dragon in him rise up. The beast was hungry and fierce. He expected nothing to come of it.
Yet this time, it worked.
In the blink of an eye, he changed into his shimmering red dragon’s body.
Medea stepped back. Not out of fear.
Out of respect. He was a massive, dangerous beast. Even larger than she’d ever expected. His red scales gleamed as if they held speckles of gold in their red color. Long, bright gold talons and curved tusks protruded, reminding her that he was a predator of the top order.
Indeed, his head alone was larger than her entire body.
Fearless. Breathless, she approached him until she could lay her hand on his large snout.
“You are beautiful,” she breathed, stroking his cheek, beneath his large serpentine red eye. She assumed his scales would be dry and cold to touch, but rather they were soft like rose petals, and yet as hard as warm steel. “Can you understand me?”
I understand you.
She laughed out loud. “You can still talk to me?”
I can.
“This is amazing! Can I ride you?”
His deep rumble washed over her.You already did that, Lady Apollite. I told you that I’m always at your disposal.
She shoved playfully at his snout. “Not what I mean and you know it!”
A saddle magically appeared on his back.Climb aboard.
Yet the moment she started for him, the shadows came closer. At first she thought nothing of it.
Neither did Falcyn.
Not until one snatched her back and they both realized it was a SOD. Wrapping around her, it forced her away from him and covered her body.
Furious, Falcyn changed back into his human’s body.
But it was too late.
The fey demon had her.
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Furious, Falcyn attacked the shadows, but it did him no good. Not even with his god powers. Because they had no solid form for him to strike and destroy, they couldn’t be killed by conventional or any other means. Rather, they disintegrated as soon as he made contact, only to reappear as quickly as they vanished. Sometimes within nanoseconds.
Over. Behind. One even tapped his shoulder, just to be an asshole.
And all the while they laughed and mocked his efforts. Which only made him angrier.
More determined to find some way to do them harm.
How dare they! He punched and twisted, trying his damnedest to end them. Or at least wring a groan from their throats.
