A Whisper of Air (Moon Song #3)

Chapter 59 Fly On

FLY ON

VALE

They weren’t going to make it in time.

A piece of the onyx dragon’s monstrous heart shattered.

No.

He roared a cry of booming anguish into the night, the air rippling with sound.

His tail snapped out, the barbed end lashing a winged Umbra. The dragon bared his teeth as the Umbra spun, knocked off course. Fire surged up the dragon’s throat and spewed from his lips, reducing the male to cinders.

Nothing could stop him.

He must fly on.

Rain began to fall in thick sheets as his wings carried him toward his obsession.

In the distance, anchored against a rocky cliff: a ship.

Unfurled, unmarked flags whipped in the storm. Bodies moved on the deck.

One was smaller than the rest.

Mate.