Frostbite (The Dragonian, #3) - Adrienne Woods Page 0,6

But I didn’t have five minutes, they were here now.

My heart was pounding a thousand beats a minute and I couldn’t calm it down. My belly warmed up and I could feel the lightning burning inside my throat once again. I tried my best to contain it as my dragon eyes took in the tall trees surrounding me.

One blast of lightning would set this entire forest aflame and I would surely die, choking in the suffocating smoke of my own rage and fear.

“She’s still in her dragon form.” The voice was right behind me again. “Elena.” He spoke gently.

I couldn’t turn around. My body was in a lot of pain and the lightning coiled inside my stomach like a viper begging for a reason to strike.

Stop this, I yelled inside my mind but it just kept boiling.

Trying to control it made it worse and the pain was so intense that it felt as if I was going to explode.

The guy laughed near me but it wasn’t him anymore, it was Paul. For some reason I always remembered Paul. He came into sight. “Look at you, a dragon, and not just any dragon, another Rubicon. Goran is going to be pleased, Elena.”

Another Rubicon? How can this be?

The heat in my body rose a couple of degrees and I released my purple lightning. The only problem was, it wasn’t purple, it was a vibrant pink fire.

Paul blocked it with an invisible force and the flames backfired onto my scales. It felt warm, familiar. He came closer and grabbed me by the whiskers that had suddenly sprung out of my chin.

Whiskers I’d never had. Then he laughed again. I released another breath but he froze my fire. The features on his face slowly began to morph into the face I had seen before it had turned into Paul.

Blake? Everything came back in a split-second wave crashing down over me.

“I’m sorry,” I yelled and the green of the trees became brighter. I could feel my skin soaking up an invisible cloak.

“Are you calm?” Blake yelled.

I nodded my ugly head, but the whiskers he had a firm grip on hurt my chin. “I’m scared,” my deep voice whispered back.

Constance and Master Longwei came into view, and my fear evaporated as I recognized them.

“Why can’t I control her?” Oh no. I dug my head into my paws as Sammy’s figure jumped into my mind. I’d blown fire at her when she’d tried to follow me. I’d almost killed my best friend.

A whimpering sound left my body, reminding me of the calls made between whales; a sound that always brought me to tears.

“Are you sure you are calm?” Blake asked again.

“She’s calm, Blake. We need to get her out of this,” Constance said, and for the next couple of minutes they spoke all sorts of incantations and I began to feel the grip the roots and vines had on me starting to weaken.

When I was finally free, Blake’s spoke again. “Can you move?”

I didn’t answer. They should just leave me here. I couldn’t face Sammy or what I’d done to the cafeteria.

“Look at me,” he demanded.

I didn’t do what he asked.

“Elena, look at me,” he yelled this time.

“No!”

I could hear his steps coming closer.

He grabbed my whiskers again, and turned my head by force to look at him. It didn’t even hurt this time. He stared at me for a short while. Then something I’d never seen in his eyes before emerged. It was as if he’d finally found the answers to all his problems.

His mouth curved slightly upwards. He really was so beautiful. The slight curve of his lips transformed into his million-dollar smile. One I’d only seen that first day my eyes had fallen on him, the same one that resembled my father’s and the one that would make every girl turn to goop on the spot.

Blake helped me like the last time I’d had to transform back into my human form. It still wasn’t easy as the shift was just as painful as the changing into a dragon part. It became a bit easier, though, to clear my mind when he was near.

Constance covered my naked body with a robe the minute my human figure re-surfaced and all the scales and talons were gone. When I lifted my head slowly, I found Blake still sitting on his haunches in front of me.

“Thanks,” I mumbled and clutched the robe tighter around my body.

“You’re welcome,” he chuckled again, ending it with a huff. He looked down