"STOP!"
Dexmon's eyes flared gold, and his voice came out layered.
Solara, who was mid-Truebond Veil, stopped immediately. The sudden brake sent Gav and Serena flying off her back into open sky.
Gav had approximately half a second to process that he was no longer on a dragon before gravity introduced itself with enthusiasm.
"Don't worry, Velkaris has us," Serena breathed in his ear. When she spoke they were moving so fast that she couldn't get any air back in her mouth.
Gav wanted to respond. He had things to say. Important things. Profane things. The atmosphere was not cooperating with any of them.
Instead he squeezed Serena hard, wrapping his arms around her with zero fucks given that two Alphas were watching. It was the grip of a man who had calculated his odds and decided that if he was going to die, then he'd do it holding the prettiest girl in Skardos.
