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it was.
    No way !
    A large, ginger dragon blotted out the sun. His wings arched back as he came down to land in the clearing.
    Since when are dragons real ?
    I chided myself; since when were werewolves, vampires, and other out-of-this-world creatures I had dealt with over the years . It only made sense dragons were real too.
    As I backed up, I knew there was no way I could return to the house before that thing attacked. The large bat-like wings flapped as he maintained his balance, blowing my hair back behind me. With no weapons on me to defend myself, I tapped into the abilities that Damian’s blood had given me.
    The change to my wolf form wasn’t as painful as it used to be, now that Damian’s blood ran through my veins. Within seconds I turned into a wolf and didn’t have the pain distracting me from the dragon.
    The fucking dragon !
    It arched its wings to dive at me. I lunged at it, pleased to see the surprised expression in its jewel-toned eyes. Only a privileged few knew of this ability of mine, and I felt happy to see that these few kept quiet about it.
    My claws clacked across its scales as I tried to inflict damage and didn’t succeed. Pushing off, I landed back in the clearing. Spinning around, I opened my jaws to latch onto the dragon’s neck when its tail snapped at me like a whip. An explosion of pain engulfed my side as the tail connected, sending me end over end to the other side of the clearing.
    The world spun as I struggled to stand. I felt air blow through my fur as the dragon hovered above me, preparing to make its next move. I knew I couldn’t recover fast enough to avoid this.
    Looking up, I saw the dragon open its maw and the red glow of fire building within its throat. I closed my eyes as the dragon arched its head back to fry me.

Chapter Seven
    The silence lasted for what seemed an eternity before I heard the blast of gunfire and the dragon shriek in pain.
    My eyes snapped open as I felt hands lifting me to my feet and shoving me aside. I saw only darkness as the person above me used his body as a shield, when the dragon landed on the edge of the tree line and swiped at us with its claws. Darkness lifted and I saw the dragon; wine-red blood rolled down the dragon’s scales from various points. The gun had penetrated the armored scales!
    I turned to my savior, attempting to ask how he knew to shoot the dragon but forgetting that I was in my wolf form, and froze. Our eyes met and my world shattered.
    Jared?
    It couldn’t be ! He was out of the Blood Moon Corporation’s system when he was supposed to be on assignment. There was only one way that happened–when a rogue member had to be terminated…literally. Here he stood and…
    I was dead.
    That had to be it. The dragon killed me and now I was dead. I felt my wolf form melt away and I lay on the cold ground, looking up at Jared with the morning sun blazing behind him.
    He was an angel.
    “Sarah, look out!”
    At Jared’s warning cry I instinctively rolled as the dragon’s tail came down where I laid just seconds before. Jared pulled me to my feet, and his hand felt warm against mine. Taking off his leather duster, he threw it over my shoulders. As I shoved my arms through the sleeves and buttoned it, Jared pulled a gun out of the holster on his thigh and handed it to me.
    “It’s not what you’re used to, love, but it’ll do the damage.”
    I glanced at the gun in my hands – a Heckler and Koch P30–and shuddered. This type of gun made my heart race in fear.
    I’m not going to lie. I am a girly girl when it comes to guns. The only one I ever felt comfortable using was my Walther P22, which probably still sat on the passenger seat of my Stang . I almost told Jared to forget it, when the ginger dragon took to the air, arching its head back to rain fire down on us.
    I aimed and fired. My shot hit the dragon’s throat, and from the sounds it made, I ruined any chances of it breathing fire down on us. Gun fire roared around us as