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She iround The roar he sent out shook the cave and Annwyl knew she only had seconds before he got himself loose So she unsheathed her second sword and ran under the dragon

She could only pray that a dragon’s weakness was the saroin She lay flat on her back and, using her legs, slid completely under him She had to move quickly Once he realized she was there, all he had to do was lie down

As she hoped, the hard scales that covered the rest of his body did not cover his groin His shaft protectively tucked up inside the flesh, thankfully out of sight and away froon than she’d ever wanted to She raised her sword and dug it into the beast’s fleshy underbelly, readying herself to push the blade through She hoped the et out of the cave and out of the glen if she had to

"Annwyl! No!"

Annwyl froze Blood began to seep where the tip of her blade rested, but she pushed no further The dragon above her stopped breathing He couldn’t sit now True, he’d crush her, but he’d impale himself in the process

"Annwyl, love Give lanced over and saw the shiny black talons of her dragon Breathing hard, a war raged in her soul between the warrior ready to strike the killing blow and Annwyl the wohus?"

"Annwyl Trustbeast above her If the old dragon killed her now, she knew as sure as she knew her own nahus would kill him The old beast wouldn’t risk that She decided to trust the one being she’d trusted all along

She grabbed onto his talon and allowed hion He pushed her back into Morfyd and Gwenvael and turned to face his father, protecting them all with his own body

Chapter 13

Never before had anyone gotten so close to killing Bercelak And if he hadn’t stopped her, Annould have killed hion The one place with no protective scales

When the four of the body under the dragon’s Fearghus called her name but the blood lust had her, and she couldn’t hear hi the walls doith his call to her

Part of hiry at his father But he knew that if Annwyl killed hi back for the queen She would move heaven and earth to destroy Annwyl and he would do the same to protect her But at the sound of his voice, she stopped Cold He wasn’t sure she had that kind of self-control But, as always, Annwyl continued to ae shook the walls of his lair, and he itched to beat the old bastard to death