Page 43 of To Spark a Dragon's Love
But now wasn’t the time for memories.
Not when Willow was counting on me to bring her daughter back.
Both dragons looked at me, awaiting my decision.
I unfurled my wings.“We won’t give them time to react.”
Good to know we’re on the same page.
Despite my size, I was deadly quiet. An apex predator. The confidence of the coming kill pulsed through my being. I’d slaughter them all for daring to touch what was mine.
I chased the shadows cast by the rising morning sun in the east as I leaned into the madness of my beast, flying straight for the roof of the mansion.
Then I banked hard, using my barbed tail to smash in the windows that lined the upper west level.
Glass rained on the balcony and spiral staircase below, setting off the first of the screams.
The MacAlisters weren’t here alone.
By the myriad of scents—demons, vampires, and some odd shifters—we’d crashed into some sort of party. Naked females scrambled off a couch. A male demon’s eyes glowed with fury as he narrowed his gaze at me.
“I’ll be damned. Here, in the flesh.” He ran his finger along his growing tongue, gathering power. “Is it really the guardi—”
I roared a flame of inferno that swallowed him in the single blast.
Then I turned on the others.
None of them had the answers I needed. Or they might’ve, but they took too long to respond.
Smoke and ash danced behind my back. Naked and coated in demonic blood, I leapt off the burning second story and landed on the first floor.
It’d been seconds since my arrival and we’d made too much noise. I had to keep moving, not sparing a second glance for any who would try to attack from the sidelines. I trusted my brother to watch out for them.
“Where’s the human girl?” I lifted a younger male vampire up from the shadows and turned him toward the light.
“I… I…” He began to scream as the sun burned the side of his face.
“I don’t know,” he cried.
“Wrong answer.” My dragon fire was hotter than the sun.
“They can’t all possibly know where she is.” Kieran huffed beside me as he made quick work of a warlock who was scrambling away.
Whatever he saw on my face silenced my cousin’s next thought.
It wasn’t as if Lucan was any better. He’d run the length of the perimeter, kicking in closed doors and destroying all those who didn’t flee.
This house had so many damn rooms—almost as many as the lodge I used to live in.
There had to be another floor. I could sense the depth of Earth beneath my feet and the rocky foundation of this mansion.
“Why are all these demons and vampires here?” Lucan wiped the blood from his jaw as he turned to face us.
“They’re building something,” Kieran observed.
Lucan nodded. “An army? To attack Malachy?”
I had no time to spare for their speculation.
