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Diana said, “I’m here to help you. If you want to be rescued, that is?”

Some sentience returned to the female’s gaze. “A naked woman is my rescuer? I didn’t see that coming.” Diana must’ve let her pupils flash because the female added, “A dragon?Hedidn’t send you, did he?”

“I don’t know you or anything related to you. I’m just here to rescue a clan member, and possibly you, too. Now, I won’task again—do you want to come with us? We’re from Clan Stonefire.”

Nathan strained to hear her answer, but something crashed right next to him on the roof. He barely managed to grip the windowsill. Using his upper body strength, he held on with everything he had.

Thank fuck his palms had healed completely.

Inch by inch, he hauled himself into the room and fell onto the floor. He crouched and said, “Sorry, but someone just tried to knock me off the roof, and I don’t have a death wish.”

He expected the pregnant female to scream, but she merely glanced at him and back at Diana, as if he were insignificant.

Diana stood and went to the door. “Let me check the hall and then Grace will follow me, with you covering the rear, Nathan.”

He nodded. The human female stood, but put her back to him. Whether out of embarrassment or something else, he didn’t know. However, he didn’t care. He asked Diana, “And Hayley?”

“Grace told me there’s someone being kept next door. It’s probably her.” She gave Nathan a piercing look. “No rushing ahead of me.”

Everything screamed for him to go, to get Hayley. And yet, Diana was the one who could take out an enemy in hand-to-hand combat, or pick locks, or a half-dozen other useful skills the Protectors who ran the most top-secret missions possessed.

Nathan vowed to learn some in the future, even if he never ended up using them. “I know.”

“Good. Now, let me pick this lock and if it’s safe, we’ll check the room next door.”

Grace seemed to have retreated into herself again, and Nathan worried she wouldn’t follow orders.

However, as soon as Diana had the door unlocked, peeked out, and motioned that it was safe, the human moved—more like waddled—when needed.

He kept an eye out for any intruders while Diana worked on the next locked door. She’d nearly finished when two males ran down the hall, brandishing some sort of new gun he hadn’t seen before.

Nathan didn’t hesitate and ran toward them, using his supernatural speed to knock the pair down before they could fire. He trusted Diana to get Hayley safely to the nearest exit.

For now, his entire focus lay on the two humans, one of which was under him.

He punched his jaw, then again, careful not to break any bones. The DDA could be understanding in cases like this, but only to a certain degree.

His dragon roared.I say kill them. They dared to take our female.

Just help me get them unconscious, dragon. Getting Hayley home is all that matters.

The human finally went slack. But as he turned to fight the other one, a jolt of electricity went through him, then a searing pain before the world went black.

Hayley had nearly hitthe dragonwoman when she burst through the door, but quickly recognized the tattoo on her arm and flashing eyes. Doing her best not to notice the woman’s nakedness, she blurted, “Did you find the other woman being held here? She’s due any day.”

Diana nodded and, at some noise, pushed a strange woman into the room—who was heavily pregnant—and said, “Stay here with Grace. I need to help Nathan.”

“Nathan?”

She rushed to the door, but Diana slammed it shut behind her. She dared to open it a crack to see what was happening. But all she could see was Diana fighting against some man. One who fell quickly since he’d been leering at Diana’s nakedness.

The dragonwoman said, “Thank fuck you’re here, Kai. Help me with Nathan and the two females.” She shouted, “Come out, Hayley and Grace.”

Hayley should check on Grace first and help her out. And yet, her heart thumped hard as she thought of what had happened to Nathan.

So she dashed out the door, past Diana, to find Kai crouching next to Nathan.

A very still Nathan.