Chapter 134

Kaelen

The moment the first blast hits, instinct takes over.

Not thought. Not strategy.

Instinct.

I shove Maren behind me and feel my dragon tear closer to the surface, scales rippling under my skin as fire surges hot and fast through my veins. The ambush snaps into focus—three, no four signatures moving through the trees, flanking patterns too clean for animals, too disciplined for chance.

Zarek