Anastasia's heart kicked against her rib cage at hearing that name on Declan's lips. A flood of memories poured over her like ice water, and she recalled the female dragon he'd help escape. She sucked in a breath and let her gaze follow his to a pink female fighting and losing to a band of Luthur's soldiers. Three of them had her pinned to the ground on her back. A look back at Declan showed him embroiled in a battle of his own and unable to reach her.
Turning back to the female, Anastasia dropped the shotgun on the stones. Her claws lengthened. Without a second thought, she ran forward, swiping, hacking and slicing Luthur's men to get to her. Blood, hot and thick, coated her hands, but she managed to grip her pistol with a sure hand. Jumping between the soldiers and the felled dragon, An
