She felt too vulnerable in the dark little room, and there was something strange about the people there. They were preoccupied with large, frightening creatures they called dragons, and it seemed as if they were hiding something. Every time she had walked into a room, the conversations would halt and their hushed voices made her feel like an outsider. It was a terrible feeling, and she wanted to get out of there as quickly as she could. There was no way they would be able to help her get her memory back. All she could really hope to do was go out on her own. She wasn’t afraid of anything. The worst had already happened. She had no idea who she was. She could just build a new life somewhere else.
She had forgotten how miserable it was to feel cold, but soon the chill in the night brought gooseflesh to her arms and she longed to be in one of Zaden’s comfortable camps. But he had made it clear that she wasn’t going to be his priority anymore. Not since he’d gotten what he wanted from her. He wasn’t even man enough to stick around and tell her to her face that he felt that she was no longer his responsibility anymore.
She was too hurt and angry to think any more about Zaden. There was still the almost nonexistent possibility that something strange had happened to him, but she knew that he had probably just taken off. Even Clayton himself had said it. He was doing something foolish. Ignoring his clan and his duties because of Kala.
“Stupid Zaden,” she growled out loud into the darkness.
“What was that, dear heart?” a seedy voice said into her ear. She gasped as a thick pair of hands grabbed her by the arms. “Look here, boys. Turns out this was easier than we thought it would be.”
Three men appeared before her and began to clamor.
“The Loni!”
“She is here!”
“At last, we have found her!”
Kala narrowed her eyes.
“Loni?” she asked.
“Come,” the first man said, ignoring her. “Let us take her to Richard. He will be pleased.”
And with that, the men bound Kala with ropes and pushed her ahead of them, taking her deep into the forest.
***
Her legs were sore by the time they reached the Guardian’s cement building. The settlement finally appeared ahead of them and she cringed as fear began to curdle in her breast. The men burst through the entrance.
“Richard! We got her! We got the visitor!”
Richard emerged from a hidden room, shuffling quickly toward them in his long brown robe.
“Yes!” he exclaimed, his eyes wild with excitement. “At last, all the secrets shall be revealed! We will finally know –“
“Let me go!” Kala exclaimed ferociously. Her voice was so fierce that it caught all the men off-guard for a moment. She had even startled herself. Perhaps she had been tougher than she thought in her former life.
Richard recovered and a sickening smile spread across his lips.
“Listen to the spunky little girl,” he cackled. “Come, bring her here at once. I must see her for myself.”
The men pushed Kala toward Richard, who began to stretch his trembling hand toward her. It was repulsive enough that she nearly vomited right then and there. Suddenly, a door burst open and a freezing cold wind filled the room.
“If you lay one hand on her, you will die.”
It was Zaden.
Chapter Eighteen
Kala watched in awe as Zaden burst into the room, flinging the limp body of another man in a robe to the ground from in front of him. But instead of the handsome Zaden that she had known and loved, (had she loved him?) he was larger, and fiercer than anything she had ever seen.
He was still morphing, his body and muscles rearranging and transforming until he had completed his shapeshifting. A dragon. The creature his clan was obsessed with.
Zaden was a dragon shifter.
And suddenly her mission became clear in her mind once again. The beautiful streets of Kaldernon. The Loni village, where the King of Kaldernon had called upon the bravest and most adventurous soul to willingly leap through space time to bring a message of hope to those who had been abandoned for so many years on Earth, a planet long presumed to be dead by the people of Kaldernon. It had been her own choosing to undergo the dangerous and experimental Loni magic that sent her reeling through the continuum. She had known it might scramble her brain, and it might even make it impossible for her to recover her memories of home. She was willing to adapt, she’d said. And so they had proceeded and sent her hurdling to Earth.
The Guardians must have sensed her arrival somehow. They were calling her ‘the visitor’, and acting as if she were the bridge in their gap of knowledge of the people of Kaldernon.
Kala was startled out of her thoughts by a ferocious roar as Zaden bared his fangs and unleashed an icy torrent of breath. Richard’s guards were frozen where they stood, unable to penetrate through the frozen air. Somehow, Kala and Richard alone were unaffected by his breath, and Zaden stared at the man with fire in his eyes.
“I injected myself with Loni blood transfusions,” Richard bragged. “So your ice shit won’t work on me.”
He lunged toward Kala, hoping to finally lay his hands on her, but before he could, Zaden intercepted them. His huge, golden body prevented them from touching, and Zaden, thinking of nothing but avenging his parents and protecting Kala, clamped his fangs around Richard’s tiny body, ending the evil man once and for all.
***
Kala and Zaden were still for a moment before he finally felt safe enough to return to his human form. Slowly, he shrank back down to his normal size. Kala ran to him and embraced him, despite his glaring nudity. It was nothing strange to her now that she had her memory back. This was the way of the shifter.
“Kala, we have to help them before the ice wears off. I could handle one at a time, but I’m exhausted. I don’t have the energy to shift again.”
“Help who?” she asked as he pulled her toward the door where he had emerged.
She gasped as the horror of the sight became clear. A laboratory full of Loni and Dragon Shifters, who had all but had the life drained out of them. There was a commotion further down the hall. Human voices, some more musical than others. Diluted Loni and Shifter blood.
Zaden was struggling with knobs and dials, cursing in frustration as he tried to open each cage, one at a time. The people inside were no longer conscious, and stared into the air at nothing.
“Zaden,” she said, touching him gently. He was frantic with the need to help, but her intuition was telling her to move on. “Zaden, these people are gone. They have found their peace. We have to keep them from harming anybody else. Please, it’s the only way to win this fight.”
Zaden roared in pain and anger, knowing that Kala was right. He didn’t want to leave anybody behind, but now that he knew they were there, he would never stop fighting for a way to release them.
“They’re going to unthaw soon,” she said gently.
“All right,” he said reluctantly.
“I’m going to get fired!” a man was shouting. “Why is he naked?”
Zaden raised an eyebrow at the man as he struggled to open the cage. Kala gently pushed him aside. She would be able to do this. She closed her eyes and concentrated, willing herself to find the combination and release the prisoners. After a few moments of silent button pressing, there was a hiss and a click, and the door opened.
“Get home,” Zaden said sternly to them. “Now. And get help for the rest of the people here.”
The group nodded. The man’s authoritative voice was convincing enough for them, and they took off running through the back door, which Zaden and Peter had left gaping open.
“I guess we should run, too,” Zaden said to Kala. And so they went.
Chapter Nineteen
“Do you think they’ll be all right?” Kala asked Zaden over the roaring campfire. It had taken a few hours for the events of the night to sink in. Zaden nodded.
“Humans are great at making a fuss. Did you hear them squ
awking about being late to work? As if they were purposely oblivious to the fact that their lives were in serious danger. They probably contacted the newspapers already and have had the place raided by police.”
“Thank goodness,” Kala sighed. Her lavender eyes filled with tears, and she dropped her head in her hands.
“Hey,” Zaden said, moving close to her and putting his arm around her shoulder. “Everything’s all right. We did the best we could.”
“I know; it was just so horrible.”
“Yeah,” Zaden said, holding her face in his hands. “But we made it. Richard can’t hurt you anymore.”
Kala embraced Zaden tightly, allowing his strong, masculine body to reassure her. She looked up with a gasp, suddenly realizing that she hadn’t told him.
“I remember who I am,” she said, her purple eyes serious.
“What?” Zaden asked, raising his eyebrows in surprise. “Since when? Who are you?”
“I have to give a message to the leader of the Kersh clan,” she said dutifully. “I remembered back at the Guardian’s place. I’m a Loni, from Kaldernon.”
“What?” he asked, shocked. Suddenly, it made sense why she seemed so familiar. There had been a nearly pure-blooded Loni woman in the clan when he was small, but she had since been victimized by the Guardians.
“I came from Kaldernon, directly. And I need to speak with Clayton as soon as possible.”
Zaden was silent for a few moments, and pulled away from her a little bit. “So on Kaldernon…” he began. He seemed to be having some difficulty getting the words out.
“Yes?” she prompted.
“Did you have a husband?”
She laughed, a musical sound that brought a deep blush to his face. “No, Zaden. I had nobody. Nothing. I was an orphan, too.”
He looked up at her in shock.
“Really?”
“Yes,” she said gently, taking his broad hand in hers. Their thumbs stroked each other for a long, intimate moment, before Zaden finally spoke again.
“Then…does that mean that we could be together?”
“Is that what you want?” she asked, examining him closely.
“I came here to see what the Guardians knew about you. So you could be with me without having to worry any more about your identity. I don’t think it’s right to be with someone who doesn’t even know who they are.”
She laughed again, this time stroking his arm flirtatiously.
“I think sometimes it’s better to lose myself when I’m with the person I love,” she said softly, tilting her chin up to meet his lips. Zaden took them greedily, not needing any further invitation. He lifted her easily onto his lap and she could feel his manhood harden from the heat of her middle. A moan of pleasure escaped her lips and they kissed deeply, his tongue sliding sensually against hers.
He gripped her waist as she began moving gently on top of him, slowly grinding him until he had to grit his teeth to keep from groaning out loud. He slowly stripped her, admiring her body in the firelight. She was all he could have ever asked for, and he buried his face in her breasts, taking a nipple into his mouth as she lowered her on top of him, teasing the head of his cock with her clit until neither of them could stand any more foreplay. They had been beating around the bush for far too long, and she had seen exactly what Zaden was made of.
She groaned as he slid his thick shaft deep inside of her and began pumping his hips expertly, taking her on a ride of pleasure unlike anything she had ever experienced. The sex had been good the first time, but nothing compared to the exhilaration of knowing who she was and fully trusting the man she was with. Somehow, she knew he would never abandon her, and they would be together.
Soon, she was shuddering on top of him, the bliss overwhelming her completely. She had never felt so completely pleasured, and when he sensed her nearing her orgasm he picked up his pace, grunting as his cock was enveloped by her hot body. She moaned deeply as his body brought her deeper in the pools of ecstasy and he hissed in pleasure as her body contracted around his shaft.
Suddenly, her body was filled with the hot power of his explosive climax. It enhanced the bliss of her own orgasm and they both moaned as they were taken to a new height together; a plateau where neither had ever even hoped to achieve.
They fell to the ground together, panting, and Kala rested her head in the crook of Zaden’s arm.
“Is it all right if we’re together for a long time?” he asked.
“Of course,” she said with a grin. And with that, they fell asleep.
Epilogue
Clayton’s young son was the first to see the couple appear in the distance, and he ran up to them and embraced their legs.
“I’ve been so worried!”
Kala and Zaden exchanged looks. They had spoken briefly during their journey back to the settlement about Zaden’s feelings for Archer, and Kala had helped him understand that it was normal to feel jealous, and that it didn’t take away how much he loved the boy. Zaden held him tightly and grinned when they broke apart.
“We just had to go fight some bad guys,” he said with a wink. “I killed Richard.”
Archer’s eyes filled with excitement and he ran in, shouting for his father.
Clayton looked worn out when he emerged, and laid eyes on Zaden as if he had finally discovered a missing treasure.
“You had me worried sick!” he exclaimed, embracing Zaden. Zaden softened and allowed Clayton to fuss over him for a few moments before he remembered the importance of Kala’s mission.
“Could we have a word please?”
After speaking briefly with Clayton, it was decided that Kala would make her announcement to the entire clan. Clayton wasn’t sure what it was, but he trusted Zaden that it was important.
“People of Earth,” she began, once the entire clan had gathered around together in an assembly. Everybody shifted nervously, confused by the way she was speaking. “My name is Kala. I was chosen as a messenger from Kaldernon. The trials of traveling through the dimensions took its toll, as you may know. I lost my memory. But upon seeing the noble Zaden defeat Richard, I remembered my goal. People of Earth, you are not alone. Kaldernon has not forgotten you.”
Everybody was silent for a moment, before the room roared with thunderous applause. Kaldernon hadn’t forsaken them. And Kala’s very presence there could only mean one thing.
Soon, they would return to Kaldernon.
THE END
Breaking the Dragon
Novella 3 Dragons of Kaldernon
Leela Ash
Copyright ©2016 by Leela Ash. All rights reserved.
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Chapter One
Kyna lay outside the Kersh settlement, her golden eyes fixed upon the sky. The dragon shifter men had gone out on a hunt, causing the underground village to feel empty and unsafe. They were usually there to protect everyone and keep the peace, but when they left the underground tunnels were mostly filled with people whose strength dwelled within, leaving them vulnerable. She couldn’t wait for them to get back, and made herself comfortable in her favorite spot on the grass, where she could see the sky with nothing in her way.
Although the leader of the Guardians, who were hell-bent on destroying the dragon shifter people and Loni counterparts, had recently been killed, all it served to do was lend an aura of danger to the air.
Kyna was one of the few Loni women in the settlement, and believed wholeheartedly in keeping up the traditions of Kaldernon. Most of the bloodlines had been diluted after a rip in the fabric of time and space had caused several shifter and Loni people to fall to Earth from their own world, where they were promptly persecuted. The Guardians were formed; men who felt the need to protect Earth from what they considered uncivilized alien life.
But the dragon shifters from Kaldernon had never wanted war, and struggled to maintain peace. Even though it meant sacrificing their freedom of flight and enjoying the world in their dragon forms, they had quickly made a pact to do so, thus avoiding creating a disturbance in the strange new world in which they found themselves. The Lonis, women and men who shared the world of Kaldernon and were able to carry shifter children, were also persecuted. Lonis were naturally adept to the unseen forces of the universe. They were the most sacred and revered of races on Kaldernon.
The fundamentalists had a different name for them though – witches. They soon had to hide their powers to see into the past and future from those who were far less capable. Instead, they resorted to creating things of intrinsic beauty and value. They worked day and night to find a way back to Kaldernon, using their amazing creative powers to peddle a living making blankets, clothing, and music. It was enough to keep them in food and water as the shifters and Lonis sought each other after a devastating earthquake separated them from their world and each other.
When a large enough group was finally settled together, they called themselves the Kersh clan and set to work creating a society where they could uphold the traditions of Kaldernon. It became increasingly important to maintain a refuge where they were free to be themselves. However, not all shifters and Lonis had been recovered after the fall to Earth, and those who were forced to adapt often took human spouses and diluted the bloodlines. Whenever a shifter was discovered, they set to work to show him or her what they were capable of. Sometimes this backfired and got the attention of the Guardians, and sometimes, it led to a new member of the clan.
It wasn’t until the Kersh clan finally wandered through the forest in western North America and looked to the sky that they were able to see something that shocked them all. Kaldernon was glimmering in the distance, the intricate colors of home just out of reach. It was there that the clan began to dig and create the underground city where they all now dwelled.
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