50. Slay the Dragon

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    Daniel   Orit’s skin was half-covered by crimson red scales, short and round horns topped his head, instead of fingernails, his Dragon’s giant claws grew from his fingertips, and giant scaly wings expanded from his back. He had half-shifted, except it wasn’t possible.  Hatred and rage built up inside me once again, making my blood boil and feeding my fire. I wanted to attack him, to kill him or die trying, raw fury was dominating me. But suddenly Mallory’s beautiful face, her sweet blue eyes appeared in my mind and I knew that I couldn't do it. I couldn’t die and leave my mate, I wouldn't allow my wrath to lead me to my own grave. Mallory needed me alive.   “Talk about an ugly dude!” Alev chuckled, but I could hear a whimper in the undertone of his voice. Looking closer at the sm

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