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get you to its lair. She had one chance and bent her legs up in a crunch. The snub nose thirty-eight revolver in her ankle strap wouldn’t do much but at least she could get him to release her. She would get free or die trying. Synda fingers slid off the cold handle and she dropped her legs, raising her hands to blow warm breath against them. She tried again, grabbing hold of the gun. The snap gave and her excitement increased. Adrenaline pumped through her veins warming her. Awkwardly she aimed at her shoulder, placing the muzzle directly on the monsters toe.
    She fired. The light of the minor explosive blinded her for a moment and the recoil of the weapon held in its awkward position made her hand jerk. The gun fell from her fingers as the dragon raised his neck and bellowed. It let her go and she started to free fall. She looked up and saw the animal plummeting toward her, its heavy girth making it fall faster. She closed her eyes and prayed. When she opened them again, the beast was a man. The guy from her last arrest, the Good Samaritan, and he was next to her. He reached out grabbing her by the wrist and yanked her up against him.
    Wind cut across her skin, yet his body heat chased the cold away. He tucked her head against his throat and mumbled. “ Mahtyeh. ”
    Synda accepted her fate and relaxed her body, closing her eyes. Tucked against his side she couldn’t explain the feeling of security that moved through her. She swallowed and tried to burrow closer to him. Then, he wasn’t a man and she felt him shift, his body expanding. He wrapped thick-scaled arms around her and enclosed her in complete darkness as he closed his velvety wings around them.
    Cocooned against him, she felt the impact of hitting the ground hard enough to jar her teeth. She knew he took the brunt of the fall. Sliding her hands up the tight muscles of his abdomen, she pulled up between their bodies. He opened his wings and looked down at her in what she swore was a hint of a smile in the lift of his lips.
    He reclaimed his human form. “ Vam tye kha raw shee ? The rasp of his deep voice sent heat waves along her spine.
    “Sorry.” Synda shook her head.
    He cleared his throat and spoke slowly. “Are you all right?”
    She nodded. His accent was familiar but she couldn’t quite place it.
    “Good. Now can you please tell me why you tried to kill me?”

Chapter Three
    Kirill watched, amused, as she closed and opened her mouth. He could already tell she would keep him on his toes and excitement skittered along his nerves to see where she would lead him. His body heated up in anticipation and he sunk lower into the snow bank they’d landed on. He reached up to brush the black wisps of hair from her face and trailed his finger down the curve of her cheek. Her skin was bronze and smooth, unlike a true female dragon’s. He traced a finger up and down, looking for the slight ridges where her scales should lie just beneath the surface. The packed snow cracked beneath him as Kirill pushed up on his elbows and stared at her. Then he looked beyond her to the dingy, gray ice wall that surrounded them.
    He thought back and the questions in his mind bombarded him. She shivered and his mind circled back to the mate he was no longer as certain about. He skimmed a hand along her clothes. Her exposed skin was covered in tiny goose bumps, whereas the snow felt good to his overheated body. Her movements made the ice crunch beneath them and she reared back, sliding down his thighs until she rested on her knees.
    Synda tilted her head and her dark mane of unbound hair moved en masse across her shoulders. His cock hardened as he let his gaze follow the long column of her neck to the tightly buttoned collar of her coat. Bits of down hung from the ripped holes in the shoulders. He swallowed when he felt the beast within him struggle to free itself for the confines of his human body.
    “Why are you cold?” He voiced one of the questions that revolved around in