Darlene’s pov
My dragon roared like she never did. She wanted to take over so that she could lunge at the perpetrators and shred them into pieces. Never in my life had I indulged in physical fights, but this time, I concurred. Without caring about the consequences, I allowed her to emerge.
Fury pumped through our veins as I shifted into my beast. My limbs elongated, and my skin changed texture, while wings sprouted from my back. I desired to use the sharp claws and teeth of my beast against Micah. It was my desire for him to feel remorse for his actions. Never in my life have I been so angry. There were no feelings I felt as strong as my rage.
After taking advantage of my trust and murdering my only friend, he had the nerve to sneak into my room and abduct my baby? He was truly sick. A
