Fifty Seven

SARA POV

Dagahra grins evilly, and pure panic sets in. This is it. I am going to get burnt to a crisp just like Marina's family. At least my death will be fast. But I don't want to die. There is so much I want to do in my life that I won't be able to.

I will never be able to mate with Octavius. I will never get to have sex with the man I love. I never even got to tell my father I know it wasn't him. I never got to graduate or have children. My life was so short.

"There's no need for her now," Dagahra says, and his mouth begins to open.

I squeeze my eyes close and brace for the inevitable pain, but it doesn't come. Instead, I hear a growl and then a high-pitched scream. My eyes fly open, and I see Octavius punch the green dragon that showed up only a couple of minutes ago. She falls to the ground dead, and I shift my eyes to my would-be murderer.

I watch as Dagahra stares at my mate with a mixed expression of fear and shock. I want to laugh and point at him, but I am still to