Chapter 22. The Whirlwind

Anna Marie

When Lucas asked her to dress warmly because she would be riding him tonight, she had imagined herself perched on his scaley dragon’s back and him flying above the clouds, under the moonlight.

Romantic, right?

Yes. If the expectation was met with reality.

She was riding his back alright, only he was running like the wind in the forest separating his estate from Xander’s. Hate to imagine the state of her brown locks when they arrived at his mansion. She swore she would strangle him if she found out her hair was beyond redemption.

And how could he carry her without breaking a sweat? These supernatural creatures had amazed her since day one. Well, except the villains. She shuddered at the thought of Zachary.

“You okay there, sweetheart?” Lucas’s deep rumble was carried by the wind.

“Doing swell dandy fine,” she muttered. Disgruntled. He chuckled. And she could feel the vibrations on the front of her body, creating havoc on her sensit