CHAPTER 101 - Dragon Flight
Ryan
I stormed out of Wista's cabin. Scales formed…fusing together, bones lengthening, snapping into place.
The red-witch's words echoed in my ears. "Moonshadow will fall, and there's nothing you can do to stop it."
I couldn't let her hurt my pack, not again. The red-witch would die tonight.
"Ryan, wait!" Wista called out. "I have the necklace ready…" her voice faded as I transformed into my dragon form and with another mighty roar, I took to the sky. I didn't care about some damn necklace. Not when I had to…
Kill them. Burn them. Watch them die.
My mind was consumed with thoughts of destruction. I would burn their village to the ground, leaving nothing but ashes in my wake. Mighty wings beat against the wind, my dragon on a mission of destruction to char Wolfsong into oblivion.
I was halfway there when Killian's voice cut through the numbness of my mind. "Ryan, stand down," he ordered.
I snarled, fighting against his command.
Stupid Silver Wolf. Hate him.
Killian's voice
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