Page 50 of Red and Her Dragons (Dirty Paranormal Fairytale Haremlan 4)

Though I wanted to finish the argument that had started in front of me, I noticed something dark moving within the trees. Black scales reflected off the light shining from the cabin.

The group attacked. Bret roared. My heart felt as though it jumped into my throat.

“Bret,” I whispered.

Chaos erupted around me. Instantly, I thought of poor Cassie. She was entirely out of her element. The second I turned around, I saw her as white as a ghost while three large bears charged forward and joined the fight.

My number one priority was to get to her and help her get inside the cabin and safe and then make sure no one could get close to her. But the second I started heading in that direction, my arm was caught, and I was forced into a short spin, ending with my ex’s face filling my vision.

I frowned.

I said as I struggled against him and said, “Let me go.”

“No. Now you’re going to listen to reason or die here with your friends,” he snapped as he tried to drag me toward the woods.

I continued to struggle against him, even though he continued to tighten his hand around my arm to the point pain shot through my shoulder. “I would rather die than go anywhere with you.”

I was done playing nice. I was no longer afraid of the backlash that would come from me standing my ground. Magic flooded my body. I concentrated on doing the most damage I could. This was going to hurt, and I might end up losing an arm in the process, but those were risks I was willing to take.

He brought his face closer to mine. “I will be more than happy to give that to you.”

I pressed my hand into his chest. A blinding, white light exploded between us. His hand released my arm as we were thrown into the air. Seconds later, I landed with a thud on the ground. Pain ricocheted through my entire frame as I shook off the dizziness that overcame me. My arms felt weak as I struggled to climb back to my feet. But once I did, I searched the crowd for signs of Rowan.

When I blasted him, he flew into the woods somewhere. I had lost sight of him. Though I was sure he was dead, there was some room for doubt. And that meant I needed to get to Cassie before someone else did. I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself if she got hurt in all this mess.

“Emily!” Cassie shouted.

I turned around, faced with someone else who stood in front of me, blocking me from getting to my friend.

I couldn’t use magic so soon after the last blast. I had put so much force into it, that it would take a little while for me to use it again. The guy smirked. I glared at him.

Hand-to-hand combat it is.

He had a gun aimed at my chest. I held up my hands and took a couple steps closer.

“Stop,” he said.

“Easy. You don’t want to shoot me,” I said.

“How do you know that, witch!” he snapped.

I smirked. “Because this isn’t really your fight, now is it?”

“You’re a monster. Monsters need to die,” he snapped.

“I’m not a monster. I’m just like you,” I said, hoping to appeal to his better judgment.

He cocked his gun. Just a couple more steps and I could take it from him. “I’m warning you… Come any closer and I will shoot!”

“No, you won’t,” I said and took another step. “If that was the case you would have shot me already.”

I took the final step and disarmed him, taking the gun from his hand and landing a kick to his chest. He flew backward, landing on the ground and sliding a few inches. He wasn’t going to die from the kick, but he would be knocked out for a little bit.

I tossed the gun to the ground and wiped my hands on my pants.

“Emily!” Cassie shrieked.

My attention snapped to her as a couple of wolves and a human approached the porch.

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