Kayda had never been so fucking scared in her life.
Ever.
Yet when she saw her baby wandering out to protect her, brave despite the fear making his little body shake, she couldn't let Gellie get hurt. Without even thinking twice, she threw herself in front of Gellie and yelled, "No! You can't have him." Not Gellie, not Cam, or the others. She was tired of losing people.
She should have been eaten. The dragon certainly had a maw large enough, and yet it paused.
The drake lowered its head and lasered her with a dull gaze, its eyes lacking the vibrant glow she'd seen in the ones she'd killed over the years. How long had it been kept prisoner? She'd never seen or imagined one so big. Or how much it would remind her of the ones she grew up with.