Burning for the Dragon: BBW Dragon Shifter Paranormal Romance (Fated Hearts Club Book 1) by Cecilia Lane Page A
Authors: Cecilia Lane
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the opening. The lack of movement worried him. He couldn’t hear anything at
that distance, but surely Alexa would be watching for him.
Alexa had taken up residence in the lair he’d carved for
himself. All dragons needed a place to safely stretch their wings and the
mountains outside of the city were a perfect place for him. He’d never be able
to wash the stink of Alexa out of his lair.
His dragon wanted to leave the air and fly right into their
space, but Luca held back. He didn’t know what he’d find inside the cave. If
she was smart, she would have laid traps to slice up his wings as soon as he
entered. If she was stupid, she would have hurt Penelope. She needed to die; he
just wasn’t sure how to best make that happen without further harming his mate.
A faint scream of pain made his decision for him. He tucked
his wings against his body and dove straight for the cave ledge, tucking and
rolling at the last second. He hit the ground and rolled to his feet.
The sharp sting of blood on the air hit his nose and he
growled. Alexa had his mate pinned to the wall. Her claws were out and slicing
long lines down Penelope’s limbs. Tears streamed from her eyes and down her
cheeks, the salty scent mingling with the copper that pumped fresh with each
beat of her heart. There wasn’t enough blood to drain her, but even the
smallest drop would have enraged him. No one hurt his mate and lived.
He ran the length of the cave and tackled Alexa, dragging
her to the ground and away from Penelope. He kicked out and sent Alexa
sprawling, but he knew it wouldn’t be enough to end the battle.
“Run!” He snarled at Penelope through a half-formed face.
His mouth changed shape to fit the sharp fangs he would use to rip our Alexa’s
throat given half a chance.
But no, it wouldn’t be as simple as that, would it? Luca
swore. He’d carved straight into the mountain and didn’t bother making trails
to his lair. He hadn’t wanted the space disturbed by curious hikers.
Alexa crashed into him and all thoughts of Penelope’s escape
were turned to their shared survival. Alexa was a ferocious fighter in both
human and dragon forms. They trained together as children and knew each other’s
style. Alexa would pour all her energy into one target before doing the same to
another. Even without learning to multitask, she could beat nearly any other
fighter with her flurry of blows.
They rolled together, snapping and slashing at one another
wherever their fangs and claws could reach. They were creatures of the air, not
ones for fighting in close quarters. He tried to lure her out on the ledge and
take to the sky, but she fought him. He was bigger in his dragon form and would
be more of a challenge to kill.
A sharp punch to the face crushed his nose. Blood streamed
down his face. She followed the blow with several punches to his stomach and
solar plexus. He stumbled back, barely dodging a sweeping kick that would have
taken his legs out from under him.
Alexa danced on the balls of her feet, her hands in loose
fists ready to strike him again. “You’re weak. Like your brother. Like your
mother. Like your father.”
She bobbed into his space, testing his reactions and dodging
back when he made the mistake of striking too soon. “You’ll die just like Leo
did. Then I’ll kill your parents. Is that human trash worth losing your life
and family? We could have been great together.”
He wanted to roar with rage. He would not allow threats to
his family. His dragon welled up inside him and readied for the change. But
Penelope was too close. He tried to find her while keeping his eye on Alexa,
but the damn woman moved too quickly to track his mate.
The cave wouldn’t hold two dragons. Penelope could easily be
crushed between their bodies, or cut by a thrashing leg. It was imperative that
he get Alexa on the ledge and into the air.
“Luca, watch out!”
His head snapped toward Penelope’s scream, then back to
Alexa. She
the opening. The lack of movement worried him. He couldn’t hear anything at
that distance, but surely Alexa would be watching for him.
Alexa had taken up residence in the lair he’d carved for
himself. All dragons needed a place to safely stretch their wings and the
mountains outside of the city were a perfect place for him. He’d never be able
to wash the stink of Alexa out of his lair.
His dragon wanted to leave the air and fly right into their
space, but Luca held back. He didn’t know what he’d find inside the cave. If
she was smart, she would have laid traps to slice up his wings as soon as he
entered. If she was stupid, she would have hurt Penelope. She needed to die; he
just wasn’t sure how to best make that happen without further harming his mate.
A faint scream of pain made his decision for him. He tucked
his wings against his body and dove straight for the cave ledge, tucking and
rolling at the last second. He hit the ground and rolled to his feet.
The sharp sting of blood on the air hit his nose and he
growled. Alexa had his mate pinned to the wall. Her claws were out and slicing
long lines down Penelope’s limbs. Tears streamed from her eyes and down her
cheeks, the salty scent mingling with the copper that pumped fresh with each
beat of her heart. There wasn’t enough blood to drain her, but even the
smallest drop would have enraged him. No one hurt his mate and lived.
He ran the length of the cave and tackled Alexa, dragging
her to the ground and away from Penelope. He kicked out and sent Alexa
sprawling, but he knew it wouldn’t be enough to end the battle.
“Run!” He snarled at Penelope through a half-formed face.
His mouth changed shape to fit the sharp fangs he would use to rip our Alexa’s
throat given half a chance.
But no, it wouldn’t be as simple as that, would it? Luca
swore. He’d carved straight into the mountain and didn’t bother making trails
to his lair. He hadn’t wanted the space disturbed by curious hikers.
Alexa crashed into him and all thoughts of Penelope’s escape
were turned to their shared survival. Alexa was a ferocious fighter in both
human and dragon forms. They trained together as children and knew each other’s
style. Alexa would pour all her energy into one target before doing the same to
another. Even without learning to multitask, she could beat nearly any other
fighter with her flurry of blows.
They rolled together, snapping and slashing at one another
wherever their fangs and claws could reach. They were creatures of the air, not
ones for fighting in close quarters. He tried to lure her out on the ledge and
take to the sky, but she fought him. He was bigger in his dragon form and would
be more of a challenge to kill.
A sharp punch to the face crushed his nose. Blood streamed
down his face. She followed the blow with several punches to his stomach and
solar plexus. He stumbled back, barely dodging a sweeping kick that would have
taken his legs out from under him.
Alexa danced on the balls of her feet, her hands in loose
fists ready to strike him again. “You’re weak. Like your brother. Like your
mother. Like your father.”
She bobbed into his space, testing his reactions and dodging
back when he made the mistake of striking too soon. “You’ll die just like Leo
did. Then I’ll kill your parents. Is that human trash worth losing your life
and family? We could have been great together.”
He wanted to roar with rage. He would not allow threats to
his family. His dragon welled up inside him and readied for the change. But
Penelope was too close. He tried to find her while keeping his eye on Alexa,
but the damn woman moved too quickly to track his mate.
The cave wouldn’t hold two dragons. Penelope could easily be
crushed between their bodies, or cut by a thrashing leg. It was imperative that
he get Alexa on the ledge and into the air.
“Luca, watch out!”
His head snapped toward Penelope’s scream, then back to
Alexa. She
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