‘I’m flyingtoo.’
Shit. He saidit.
Danny leapt on my back and I had to fight down a screech. Boy washeavy.
“Onward and upward!” Danny saidgiddily.
Oh my God. Druids were gunning for me, I was stuck as a dragon, and he was havingfun?
“Be safe. We’ll try to lure them away on the ground!” Keegansaid.
It was a nice thing to say but it wasn’t true. They would be coming right for me. Me and Logan and our delicious dragonscent.
Without further fanfare I spread my wings. Keegan backed up and held tightly to his shotgun. Danny gripped moretightly.
Please don’t drop him,I toldmyself.
The liftoff was easy, my legs and wings had power. It was the balance part that was hard. Danny was holding my staff and I could feel the cold golden metal against myback.
“Whoa,” Danny said, in a scared yet thrilled tone. “This isawesome!”
We’re not here to party, I wanted to tell him, but I had zero way of communicating with the sorcerer. Suddenly, a yellow gauze fell over my eyes and Ipanicked.
“Just my invisibility spell,” Danny yelled over the sound of thewind.
I pumped my wings faster getting us higher and higher above the treeline.
‘I don’t see you!’Logan said,panicked.
‘Well, Danny just made me invisible so you’re not going to. Where areyou?’
‘To the west of MarletteLake.’
‘West? I need left or right!’Ishrieked.
Logan groaned inside my head.‘Look to theocean!’
Ahh, now that was a language I spoke. I spun around facing the direction of Isaac’s land, towards the ocean, and spotted his black dragon flying low above the treeline.
‘I see you. We’re coming.’I started to fly in that direction, getting us closer to my mate. When we were about five feet from him, Dannyyelled:
“Boo!”
Logan’s dragon flinched and then looked up with eyes full ofhatred.
I’m sure the sorcerer was grinning. “I would make you invisible but you’d need to fly closer together and I think your wings wouldtouch.”
He was right. Logan’s dragon was massive, twenty feet tall with double the wingspan. Now that we were close I could see that in his talons he clutched a backpack. Full of clothes and weapons nodoubt.
‘Get on my back!’Logan yelled through our matebond.
Umm what?My mate must be trippin'. It sounded like he justsaid—
‘Get on my back. I can carry youboth!’
He’d finally lost it. I thought for sure I would be the one to lose my mind first but no, it washim.
‘No thanks. I want to live,’I toldhim.
