02 Dragon - Capturing Cara (4 page)

“Of course, she didn’t.” Trish said holding onto the dashboard. “That would have been us, otherwise. Just don’t give her any ideas!”

Ariel was just about to reply when she was thrown forward suddenly as Cara slammed on the brakes sliding sideways in an attempt to miss the motorcycle that was lying behind the pickup truck of the bastard who had taken Abby. Another flash of light flared before the trees in front of the truck carrying Abby burst into flames throwing several huge trees across the road and blocking any further passage.

“Holy shit! Did you see that?” Cara asked trying to look up as two dark shadows moved across the road about the height of the trees.

“Oh, my God. Abby!” Trish cried out as she watched Abby being pulled out of the truck in front of them. Cara pumped the brakes trying to bring the truck to a stop. Trish struggled to open the door to the truck just as it rolled to a stop behind the pickup in front of them, almost falling down as her feet connected with the uneven surface.

“Where’s Carmen?” Ariel called out frantically as she struggled to get out of the truck.

Cara’s feet had just touched the ground when she saw three huge creatures, one spewing dark blue flames out of its mouth, at the screaming figure of a man. She vaguely heard Trish and Ariel’s cry of alarm as she pulled the tire iron out from under the seat of the truck. She sure as hell wasn’t going into this empty handed!

Trelon kept Zoran in his sight as Zoran followed his symbiosis’ call for help. All three dragons flew as fast as they could in an effort to get to Zoran’s injured mate. Trelon watched as Zoran dropped down out of the sky, shifting at the last possible moment and landing in the back of the pickup truck holding Abby. Swerving up and over some trees, Trelon carefully folded his wings in so they would not catch on any branches and spewed dragon fire in front of the truck causing several large trees to fall blocking the road. He had just circled around and was coming in for a landing when he saw the man who had been holding Abby raise a weapon and fire point blank into Zoran’s chest. Rage filled him as he watched his brother collapse and he let out a roar. He wanted to tear the bastard apart limb by limb. He would kill all of the others who had dared to follow and harm his brother’s true mate. No sooner had the thought crossed his mind when a dark shape appeared and tackled the man with the gun.

“
Kelan, do you have a fix on the others?”
Trelon called out in dragon-speak.

“
Yes.”
Kelan replied
. “The other transport is coming up fast and there is the one that is fighting the man who harmed Zoran. Perhaps we should let that one live if he wins.”
Kelan responded.

Neither one of the brothers wanted to express their concern about Zoran. They could only hope that his symbiosis was able to heal him. Valdire warriors were not easy to kill. While such a wound would hurt like hell when it happened, if their symbiosis was close by it was near impossible to kill them as the symbiosis would stabilize them immediately. Trelon made a mental note to give Zoran hell for not maintaining his dragon shape until the bastard had been neutralized. If he had, then he wouldn’t be in this mess.

Trelon and Kelan were just landing when Zoran stood up. Trelon grinned as much as his dragon form would allow.
Oh, yeah
, he thought to himself,
Zoran’s pissed.
He had no sooner landed when his older brother let out a stream of dragon fire. Trelon didn’t feel a thing as he watched the human male who had dared to harm his brother’s true mate slowly turn to ash at his feet. It was only when he heard the sound of a husky voice that his attention was caught and held on a tiny figure standing by the truck that had just pulled up.

“Holy shit! And I thought the little gold guys were cute.” Cara said before glancing at the dark figure lying motionless on the ground. “Ariel …Carmen.”

Ariel let out a cry ignoring everything but the still figure lying on the ground. Kneeling next to Carmen, she turned her over pulling the dark cap from her blonde hair. A large bruise graced the side of her left cheek and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of her nose and mouth. Trisha moved cautiously towards Ariel while Cara moved towards Abby.

Cara vaguely heard Ariel pleading for help from the creatures standing over Carmen’s prone figure; but, it was the creatures standing in front of her that held her real attention. Or, should she say, one creature in particular. Cara’s eyes were drawn to the dragon standing to the left of Carmen ignoring the other two. The dragon was slightly broader than the other two and had the most beautiful coloring she had ever seen. Black scales outlined in gold glimmered in the fading fire light of the burning trees. The creature almost seemed to glow in the darkness of the night. It took every ounce of self-discipline Cara had, which normally wasn’t very much, to focus on helping Abby and not running over to run her hands, and possibly her body, all over the creature. She wanted to be just like a cat and rub up against it to see if its scales looked as silky smooth up close.

Get a grip, girl!
Cara told herself as she forced her eyes, body, and mind back on Abby.
Cat, my ass. That thing would probably eat me as a snack and still be hungry!

Cara watched as the dragon that had just vaporized the bad guy looked down at Carmen and Ariel and growled out something to the other two dragons near him. It wasn't until he turned his attention on her and growled as she knelt down next to Abby that she swung the tire iron around and pointed it at him.

“Back off, you overgrown lizard, or I’ll have you for dinner.” Cara said with a lot more bravo than she was feeling as she quickly worked on removing the handcuffs on Abby’s wrist. When Abby looked at her silently, Cara shrugged, “I’ve had to get out of more than one pair in my life. Unfortunately, never in a good situation, can you figure that?”

Cara listened with a sigh of relief as Abby chuckled weakly while she told her an abrievated verison of the time one of the guys she had dated thought he could handcuff her to a chair to keep her still during dinner. It gave both of them something to focus on while she worked at picking the lock on the cuffs. When she had them off, she helped Abby stand, holding her steady. Cara jumped and let out a soft expletive when a male hand suddenly appeared.

“Shit! What the hell is going on?” Cara asked looking up at the huge figure of a man towering over her. She bit back a protest as the man gently picked Abby up in his arms as she swayed.

"Unfortunately, you have seen too much, little one. You will accompany us.” The man said right before he and Abby disappeared.

She barely had time to register what he was saying before a flash of light engulfed her.

Cara blinked several times to adjust her eyesight. One minute it was pitch black, the next bright as day. Looking down, she noticed she was standing on some type of platform. Cara shook her head in wonder. She started forward when she saw the huge man holding Abby heading for a door. She hadn’t taken more than a step when suddenly a large, golden creature resembling a cross between a wolf and a lion knocked her down onto the platform, pinning her to the floor.

All hell seemed to break loose next. Cara heard a loud roar and male voices yelling but all she could see was the face looking down on her with what had to be the biggest, sloppiest smile she had ever seen. Before she could even let out a squeal of surprise, the beast on top of her was sliding a silky tongue up her face from her chin to her hairline. Cara instinctively wrapped her arms around the quivering body and turned her face so she wouldn’t get a golden tongue in her mouth.

“Enough! I like you too, but not the mouth.” She giggled as the tongue worked its way all over her face.

She was doing the best she could to keep her mouth closed but it was a losing battle as she couldn’t contain her laughter. Out of desperation, she began scratching the critter on its sides. Before she knew what was happening, it froze then fell over onto its back with its feet up in the air moving back and forth while making a combination purring/growling sound of pleasure.

“I guess you like this, don’t you little guy?” Cara said rolling over onto her knees so she had a better reach of its belly. “Yes, you are just the cutest little thing. Yes, you are. You are such a sweet little baby.” Cara was saying as she scratched its belly using both hands.

“Let me go!” A harsh voice roared out from across the room.

Cara turned to see who was making all the noise. She watched as two men struggled to hold onto a huge man standing against the far wall. His features where slightly distorted, as if he was caught in the middle of changing from a man to a dragon. Cara immediately recognized the unique black scales with a dark, bluish tint and traces of gold that was rippling across his skin. His hair was loose and hanging in silky, black waves half way down his back with lengths of it falling forward over his shoulders as he strained to break loose from the grip of the men holding his arms. His golden eyes were fixed on Cara. Cara’s breath caught in her throat as she returned the man’s stare. So many emotions were flashing through his eyes she couldn’t pinpoint the

exact one that caused a shiver of fear to go down her spine. Cara had the uneasy feeling that if the man got loose he would do more than just pin her to the floor and lick her; he would totally possess her. Cara’s heart was pounding so hard in her chest she thought it might explode; so, when a hand suddenly touched her hair, she couldn’t contain the scream that erupted.

Trelon was frantic. He had wanted to argue with Zoran about returning to the warship but didn’t have time since Kelan had already sent a request for transport through his symbiosis. His dragon wanted the tiny female. It had begun clawing at him in an effort to get to her as soon as it had heard her husky voice. Trelon had been taken by surprise by the ferocity of his dragon’s response and hadn’t known how to react at first. Before he could decipher what was going on, he had been in the transporter room. Kelan had taken charge of the other three females. The ship’s medical staff had already been notified an injured female was being transported and had met them as soon as they appeared. The other two females had been extremely distressed and had followed the wounded female to the medical unit. Kelan had insisted on going with them.

Trelon was about to demand he be returned to the planet when Zoran and Abby had appeared followed by the tiny female. Trelon’s heart stuttered when he got his first full view of the petite figure standing on the transport platform. He had never seen anything so tiny, so perfect. Her hair was the color of dark fire with streaks of the purple mountain flowers in it.
She would barely reach my chest and I could probably carry her with one arm
, he thought as he gazed at her. She had the most beautiful green eyes that tilted just a little at the corner and a small pert nose. Trelon felt the blood run down to pool in his lower regions as he stared at her lips.
Oh, Gods and Goddesses! They looked so full and ripe he could practically taste them from where he was standing.
Trelon forced his gaze away from her lips, but if anything, that only made the painful erection in his pants even worst. While she was small, she had curves in all the right places. The light color shirt she was wearing was very thin and from the pebbles poking out behind the thin material, she was not immune to his gaze. He let his gaze move down all the way to her small feet before jerking it back up to stare at her face once again. He would never tire of looking at her, he thought to himself.

Trelon pushed away from the wall where he had been standing out of the way when medical had come to remove the injured female. He would claim this female before any other warrior had a chance. His dragon was practically prancing with excitement. All Trelon could hear was
mine, mine, she’s mine, mine, mine!
Before Trelon could take another step, his symbiosis brushed past him and charged the female, shifting into the form of one of their werecats, a ferocious beast known for gutting its prey and eating it while it was still alive. Trelon’s dragon roared in rage at the attack on the female it wanted to claim. Unable to contain it, he felt his body begin to shift as he roared out his own denial against the attack on the woman he wanted. Never before had he felt the desire to destroy something that was so much a part of him. If his symbiosis killed the female he didn't know what he would do as pain filled him at the thought of losing her before he even had a chance to know her.

Two warriors assigned to security grabbed his arms, yelling for him to get control of his dragon. Trelon breathed in deeply forcing his dragon to back down while he strained to break the grip holding him back. Other warriors who had been assigned to the transporter room quickly surrounded his symbiosis. Trelon growled for the men to release him. Everything might have been fine after he heard the giggles from the female lying pinned to the floor. Everything would have been okay, especially after he saw her roll onto her knees and start to rub her hands over his symbiosis who was acting unlike anything he had ever seen before. Everything, that is, until one of the warriors who had been watching the exchange decided to reach out and touch the female’s hair; stroking it gently and causing her to scream.

Trelon, the man, the dragon, and the symbiosis were suddenly on the same page; no one touched their female but them. Within seconds, Trelon’s symbiosis had morphed from gentle, loving werecat into the real thing flipping over and attacking the warrior who had dared to touch the female. At the same time, Trelon’s rage peaked and he released his tentative hold on his dragon, letting it take over. Chaos took hold of the room as warriors moved in to try to save the warrior being attack by the symbiosis and others scattered to get out of the way of an enraged dragon in a room that suddenly seemed much, much smaller than it was.