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life.
    They’d been lucky. There hadn’t been any other vehicles around to witness the carnage, but their luck was about to run out. The soft hum of an engine was rumbling closer. They were a few miles out, but that distance would be eaten up in little time.
    He turned to his clan who stood back, some in dragon form, others shifted, waiting for his instructions. Charlotte’s limp body hung in his arms, and it was all he could do to keep from roaring long, and loud.
    “What do you want me to do with him?” Brycen asked pointing to the man on the ground.
    Jace looked at the man still curled up a short distance away, his vision still tinted red. It would be a long while before the dragon’s rage subsided enough for the haze to recede. The fury roiling inside him had streams of smoke wafting from his nostrils. He’d kill the bastard himself if it weren’t for the fact that he’d have to set his mate down to do so. As it was, he’d trust his clan brothers to do the job for him.
    “Get all the information you can get out of him, and then do whatever the hell you want with the bastard.” Jace set Charlotte on the ground only long enough to shift before he took her in his claws and headed home.
     

FIVE
    Charlotte’s head spun and her stomach rolled. A cold wind gusted all around her in strong, heavy beats, sending her long hair whipping around her face and shoulders. Opening her eyes, all she could see was the massive underbelly of a jet black dragon. She tensed for a half second, but then Jace’s scent permeated her foggy brain. She took a deep breath, then another. She was safe. He wouldn’t hurt her. She didn’t have to know him to know that much. The way he carried her, with one huge claw securing her hips, and the other cradling her neck and shoulders told her as much. Even in dragon form, the man held her as gently as a newborn babe.
    “Jace,” she croaked in a husky whisper. Lifting her hand, she stroked his warm chest with the tips of her fingers. “Thank you for coming for me.” She couldn’t raise her voice, but his dragon would hear.
    The soft rumble vibrated in his chest, making her smile. Turning her head to the side, she spotted not one, but two dragons keeping pace next to him. Looking to the right, she saw yet another. Jace didn’t seem concerned, so rather than fight the fatigue making her eyelids heavy, she closed them with a sigh and drifted off to sleep.
    Charlotte didn’t wake until soft blades of grass tickled at her skin as her black dragon set her on the ground. She tried to sit up, but her spinning head had her lying back just as quickly.
    “Stay where you are,” Jace said from right next to her.
    When she peered up at him, he was standing there in all his naked glory. If she weren’t in so much pain, she might take more time to admire the view. As it was, her heart sped, and her breaths quickened. Licking her lips, she opened them to speak.
    “Don’t,” he said. “Don’t talk. Your jaw is swollen and bruised. I don’t know if it’s broken. Not to mention what they did to your neck. It would be best if you didn’t speak until we can see the extent of the damage.”
    With each uttered word, his body became more rigid. His fists clenched at his sides, and his voice became more garbled. He was furious, yet he’d carried her with such tenderness. She shook her head, blinking back tears. It had been so long since anyone had cared about her wellbeing.
    “It’s okay,” she whispered, wanting to at least ease some of his worries. “It’s not broken. My throat does hurt, though.” Even swallowing her saliva was like swallowing shards of glass.
    Jace took a step back, then another, not taking his eyes off her even as he reached for a bundle at his feet. Shaking it out, he slid into the jeans he’d grabbed, but left them undone before coming back to her. “I’m taking you inside. My clan mates have already gone in.”
    “I’d like to walk,” she said.
    Before she could sit