Fourty Five

Elena

A hard hand clamped over my mouth, pulling me abruptly from behind Dracul, I struggled hard against my captors, but the strong hands clasped harder pulling me farther and farther away from Dracul until we were tucked out of sight.

I struggled harder and a groan came from behind me.

"I see why he likes you." Ryder's chilling voice stopped me cold. "Maybe I'll tap that little ass after we kill that weakling of a king, to show you how a real dragon works."

He tugged me back and I felt a hard length rest against me.

"Come on." He says. "Wiggle against me."

I jerked my head back and there was an audible crunch as my head caught his nose squarely.

"Bloody bitch!" He groans. "I'm gonna-"

"Ryder!" Delan calls sternly. "Now is not the time, let's get rid of a certain pest first."

"Yes." He whispers against me. "How would you like to watch your Dracul die!"

He dragged me off despite my struggling, his cold laughter combined with my utter helplessness infuriating me. He brought me to th
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