I glared at him, my hands already moving.I guess I should get used to you betraying me.The sharp motions of sign were fast, vicious.
Remy’s expression barely shifted as he signed back,I only want what’s best for you.
My jaw clenched.That isn’t you.
His nostrils flared.It isn’t Zander either. Your… alliance could get us all killed.
I let out a slow, cold laugh. One that tasted like venom.
Then I smiled at him.
A sharp, wicked, frozen smile.
“I had no idea you were such a pussy, Remy,” I said, my voice calm and cutting.
A few heads turned. Even Katama’s tail twitched.
Remy’s jaw worked, but he said nothing. Just stared at me as if he were looking at a stranger.
Maybe he was.
Because whatever we were before?—
We weren’t anymore.
Chapter
Thirteen
Remy opened his mouth to retort, but the sound never left his lips.
Because the horn blared.
A single, piercing note that shook the sky and made every rider on the Ascension Grounds freeze.
Roars erupted.
They echoed from the direction of the Dragon Isle, ancient and furious. My heart jumped in my chest as the air shifted, thick with magic and rage.
And the sky?—
It was instantly alive.
Dragons burst into view from beyond the cliffs, cutting through clouds like blades. Scales of black—Blood Fae dragons, and their riders—streamed toward us like a tide of vengeance. Their wings beat hard and low, their roars shaking the sea below as they dove toward Warriath.
Our dragons rose to meet them.
Hundreds.
The bound and unbound dragons taking to the air in defense of the realm, the very sky igniting with fire, lightning, and shadow as they collided midair.
Magic flared, wind howled, and screams echoed above us.
“The wards are down,” I whispered, numb and breathless.
And then I moved.
I bolted for Kaelith, who was already snapping her wings wide, her eyes locked on the threat before I even reached her. Behind me, I heard Remy bark a command to Katama, the sharp thrum of wind bursting as they launched into the sky.
