The Wyvern Brother

I’m a couple of steps behind Declan as we race out of the main house. Malakar’s roar for help can’t mean anything good. In his nearly five years, I’ve only heard him cry for help one other time, the time he thought he burned Isolde alive.

When I see Malakar, I stop short. I have no idea what could have caused the damage to his body that he’s sustained. And it isn’t just him. The other dragons are