Chapter 8

 

Drakor and I spent two weeks with the Strange enclave that dwelled in the hidden cliffs of what had once been southwestern Colorado. Once he’d regained his strength and recuperated from the mistreatment by his captors, we traveled back to the coast together to begin the rest of our journey toward the future that awaited us in his homeland of New Asia.

The air was crisp that day, but the sun was high, its warming rays stretching down to touch us as we stood at land’s end and stared out at the vast blue ocean ahead of us. Drakor’s hand was clasped easily around mine.

“Are you ready, Nisha?”

I looked up into the face of my lover, my mate, my king, and I smiled. “I’m ready.”

He gave me a nod and let go of my hand.

With a shrug of his mighty shoulders, he transformed. I joined him in shifting, giving a shake like a dog throwing off water and watching with still-fresh wonder as my white feathers sprouted into glorious plumage.

My dragon looked at me, and I thought I could see him smile. I gave him a nod of my beaked head. Together we stepped off the steep edge of land.

And we flew.

 

 

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