Skyborn (Dragons & Druids #1)(30)
Damn, I thought I had problems.
“How do you know if you’re mates?” I had seen enough fantasy novels and watched enough movies to know what a werewolf mate was, but I didn’t know how it worked in shifter real life.
Nadine sighed. “It’s not like you see in movies. There is no magic. At least not with us shifters. Your mate is just the person you choose to marry and be with forever. There is a whole magical binding ceremony and everything, but you can choose who you want it to be.”
“So potentially Gear could be your mate,” I pondered as we came upon a creek.
That got a slight smile out of Nadine. “I mean, yeah, but we would have to date first.”
I frowned. “Sounds like Keegan’s rule is messed up. I think you and Gear would make a cute couple. Your babies would probably come out all tatted up.”
Nadine’s laughter rang out into the forest and I smiled. It was nice having a girlfriend I could talk with.
“Now, dragon mates are a whole other thing. They’re predestined. When two skyborn mates find each other, it’s supposed to be crazy. Like fireworks and magnetic attraction and all of that.”
My dragon coiled tightly inside of me sending small pulses out through my body.
“Really?” I asked in disbelief.
Nadine nodded. “I heard when dragon mates kiss for the first time … it’s crazy magic.”
I was about to ask her to elaborate when her arm came out quickly and stopped me. She put one finger to her lips and inhaled deeply. I did the same, but couldn’t decipher all of the smells. Dog, cat, pine needles, sap, smoke…
“You’re trespassing,” a gravelly voice came from behind us, and Nadine spun in a crouched position. I spun too, less coordinated, and my gaze fell upon two young men, big, tall, and scary looking. One of them was holding an axe. Like a legit axe murderer.
Nadine relaxed a little when she saw them. “Oh, you’re in Sam’s pack, right? My alpha is over there now making things right with him. We just moved in next door.”
One of the guys was blond with a scar over his bottom lip, and the other had a shaved head. Blondie was eyeing Nadine’s body. “I haven’t heard anything about that. Why would your alpha let two unmated females go traipsing around another shifter’s territory? It’s almost as if he is giving you to us.”
The shaved head guy licked his lips. “Yeah. Like a gift.”
My stomach rolled with nausea at the same time fear spiked through me. My dragon was slithering, agitated inside of me, and I had to bite the inside of my cheek to keep her from coming out. Nadine must have sensed it, because she looked at me.
“Don’t shift. I got this,” she whispered.
I breathed heavily through my nose, trying to calm my dragon.
“Look, boys, neither of you is going to lay on hand on us unless you want to lose your lives.” Her voice was strong, but I saw her hand shake the slightest bit at her side. “This is no way to greet a new pack.”
The men looked at each other and laughed. Finally, the bald-headed guy spoke to his friend. “I get the redhead.”
My body flinched, and that’s when Nadine grabbed my hand. “Run,” she growled, and took off to the left, pulling me along with her. Shit! I was already so sore my legs were wobbling as she dragged me along with her blinding speed.
“GEAR! LOGAN!” she screamed as we tore through the tree-lined property, and I heard the sound of cracking bones at our back. Oh, God. No…
“Run home!” Nadine shouted to me, and gave me a light shove as she pivoted on one foot and turned to stand her ground against our attackers. I turned to look over my shoulder just in time to see a huge wolf arcing through the air, ready to jump right on me. Nadine was underneath him and she leapt into the air, wrapping her arms around his ribcage and slamming him to the ground like a professional wrestler. She was already halfway through her own shift, holding his snapping jaws open with her hands as her face formed into a wolf’s muzzle and she bared her teeth.
The other shifter had run up now and was about to pounce on Nadine and help out his buddy. My eyes bugged as I saw that he was a freaking mountain lion! Oh hell no. That wasn’t a fair fight. I had seen enough to know Nadine was a badass, but two against one wasn’t right, and I would never leave a friend behind, no matter what the odds were. I wasn’t a “run home” kind of girl. I scanned the ground and leaned down and picked up a heavy sharp rock. Pulling my hand back to rest on my shoulder, I pushed and chucked the rock like a shot-put. The mountain lion was coming full speed at Nadine and the rock connected directly with his head, knocking him to the ground before he could get to her. A crimson burst of blood sprouted from just above his eye bone. Yes! I gave myself an inward cheer. I might not be a runner or know kickboxing, but I would break a beer bottle over your head no problem. I was scrappy, something that came with years of living in rough neighborhoods. My joy was short-lived, as the lion quickly stood. Blood gushing down his muzzle, he glared at me with yellow eyes.
Oh crap. Nadine was in full wolf form now, snapping at the other wolf on top of her like a rabid dog. Something weird was happening to my body. I was pretty sure it was a major panic attack, but I couldn’t be certain. A low buzz was rattling my chest and I panicked that I might shift into my dragon right here. That would show these two assholes what I was, and also bring the hunters to us. Be calm. Be calm. You’re safe, I told myself, to no avail. I wasn’t safe. I was two seconds from being beheaded by a mountain lion. Suddenly the lion roared and darted towards me, and the low buzzing became an electric crackle. I felt like I was made of electricity. Power was zipping up and down my limbs, looking for an outlet as I clenched my teeth, trying to hold in whatever this was.