What are the odds? What are the fucking odds that my son gets his second chance at life and on the very next day, the assholes who captured him and tortured him are here? It’s too fucking coincidental and I don't like it.‘Peace, my dragon,’ my mate says, soothing the fury that’s rising inside of me. I can feel her walking this way, probably in response to the anger bubbling inside me. ‘Let’s see what they have to say for themselves.’“You have a lot of fucking nerve coming here after what you did,” Cedric growls. For once, he and I are in perfect harmony.“I won’t let you kill him. You’ll have to go through me,” the earth dragon hybrid says, moving to stand in front of the fire dragon hybrid.“You may carry my DNA, but you’re still part human. I, however, am all dragon. It would take nothing for me to destroy you after what you did to my son,” I snarl.“Look,” the man, the rider, says, holding up his hands. “We didn’t know what they were going to do. We didn’t understand, and we didn’
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