Merged (Dragon Shifter Menage Paranormal Romance) (Dragon Princes Of Endor Book 4) Read Free Page A

gleam with intensity.
    Trav stands, looking down at his arms and chest. Conyac begins laughing and we all stand together, in a circle, looking at each other with gleeful expressions.
    “Can you feel it?” Conyac asks.
    “Yes,” I say.
    Trav rubs his hands over his chest and smiles so wide I can see his gums. Blood is smeared on his lips from my neck, and my entire body throbs.
    “It is done,” Trav says. “We all have the power of the monarchs now. The Org army will fall at our feet.”

Chapter Four
    We hurry into our armor and go outside. Facing the army as they send flaming arrows over the canyon, we jump into dragon form. I can feel the change instantly. Not only do I feel at one with my mortal form, I feel intensely powerful. In my gut, I know that I can use my sonic boom with only a moment’s rest.
    The kings appear bigger, stronger. Their bodies glisten with a new vigor. What is most startling is that I can feel them inside my mind. The bonding has truly made us one. Conyac’s dragon voice is soft and smooth where as Trav’s is hard and sharp. I feel desire flash through me as I listen to their voices.
    We have an army to crush under our feet. Just as I ascend over the canyon, I see the giants throw grappling hooks over the ravine. They scrape across the ground and hook deep into the soil. The Org army is using ropes and pulleys to traverse the canyon with a new bridge.
    Conyac swoops down and burns the ropes. They crackle and break; the length goes snapping back toward its source. We lift on powerful wings and fly across the canyon. The giants reach up towards us trying to grab us out of the air, but they can’t reach. Conyac lets his icy breath blast over the first giant; the being freezes instantly, stopping in mid-step. Trav flies by and breaks the ice with his claws. The shards fall to the ground, crushing all the Org below.
    We pass over the multitudes of Orgs, blasting them with sound and ice and fire. They fall before us with little resistance. The power of the monarchs makes us an indomitable force. When the last of the Org lay dead on the ground, Trav passes over them once more burning their bodies to a crisp. We fly back to Skyland and transform together on the ground.
    “That was amazing,” I say breathlessly, grasping my sword. Having the continuous use of our dragon powers makes us unstoppable. I feel as if there’s nothing we can’t do. I’m ready to take on the Org army at its source. “Let’s go kick some more ass,” I say.
    “You must rest, queen Dani,” Conyac says.
    “Nonsense,” I say. “I’m ready to go now. Let’s go take back Castle Blackwell.”
    “If Dani is ready, we should go take back Castle Blackwell now. There’s no point in waiting.”
    “It’s the middle of the night,” Conyac says.
    “So what?” I say. I feel myself channeling my inner dragon. There seems to be less and less distinction between us all the time. I am strong, and I am ready.
    “Very well,” Conyac says. “Let us fly.”
    I smile gleefully before I jump into the sky, my wing spreading out as I pump the air, ascending into the heavens. The kings fly with me, and we glide over the canyon toward Castle Blackwell. We fly faster than ever and make it to Castle Blackwell in half the time it took before.
    When we arrive, the castle is blackened by flames. There is no one left there alive, not even a single Org. We descend into the burned inner courtyard and transform. The look on Conyac’s face tells me of his sorrow. I can feel his loss in my chest even in my mortal form. It pains me that his fortress has been destroyed, and his people spread to the four winds.
    “I’m sorry, Conyac,” Trav says in a low voice. Conyac turns away, gripping the hilt of his sword. I know there are tears welling in his eyes as he looks on the destruction of his ancestral home. My heart hurts, but there’s nothing I can do for him.
 
    “We will destroy them,” Conyac says, turning back to us. His blue eyes