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Mikolas.
    It surrounded the darkness pouring into her and before long, she was draining it out of him. Mik struggled against her power, and even though she was the one on her back in a pose of submission, it was he who had to submit.
    She took and took, pulling the darkness out of him and taking it to some secret place she didn’t know she possessed.
    Voshkie wrapped all the doubt, fear, anger and hatred in the love she had for Mikolas and the love she had for her whole self.
    And the ugly darkness became like a pearl, cushioned in layer after layer of iridescence and light until it became too heavy, and it collapsed in on itself only to supernova and decimate all the dark things within its vast reach.

Chapter 7
    W hen Mikolas became aware of himself, it was with the taste of blood on his mouth and fear in his heart.
    The creature on the ground next to him was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen—a gold dragon.
    Voshkie!
    Her wings were like hammered sheets of metal, her scales like gold armor, and on her belly, like iridescent pearls.
    Her eyes were closed and he saw ghouls slowly clawing toward them through the burning of ash of what had once been their brethren.
    “Voshkie, wake up.” He nudged her with his snout.
    She didn’t move.
    This was not the end. This wasn’t how things worked. Voshkie had to survive. The rest of the world was nothing without her.
    He nudged her again.
    Her chest wasn’t moving.
    He reminded himself that gold nymphs didn’t need to breathe.
    The ghouls closed in on them and as they leapt for Voshkie, something inside of him changed. It was an audible snap, at least to him.
    And he breathed fire.
    Not just any fire, but Alpha fire. The ghouls on the front lines were incinerated and those that were left ceased their advance.
    The implications of what that meant… Mikolas refused to accept it.
    If he was breathing Alpha fire, he’d lost that which mattered most to him—his brother and his mate.
    A roar was torn from him, and to his surprise, it was echoed back at him from the sky. He looked up to see Fabian, wings spread wide, also breathing Alpha fire.
    Ondrej, his brother, is all of his majesty with his mate on his back burning through the ghouls and the darkness that had gathered around Hidden Mountain.
    And the smallest sound from the still dragon in front of him.
    Her golden eyes open.
    She struggled to her feet. “What are you waiting for? Let’s fry these bastards.” Voshkie tossed him a sassy look over her shoulder and took to the skies.
    Even though every muscle in his body ached, every cell, he launched himself into the air after her.
    For a moment, he wondered if he was dead and this was heaven. Everything was as it should be, everything he’d dreamed of. It couldn’t be real.
    Even Fabian breathed Alpha fire. It was too good to be true.
    Until he saw a ghoul tear apart one of the Orlaith soldiers on the ground.
    He turned and dove for the ghoul before it could reach anyone else and crushed it in his claws.
    Ripping and tearing, breathing fire when it would come, he fought alongside his brothers, his mate, and the Orlaith to save Hidden Mountain.
    Krysanthe turned many of them to gold, and before long, the mountain was surrounded by macabre golden statuary and the dragons melted it down, sending the abominations back down into the earth.
    Back into Hidden Mountain to shore up what they’d broken.
    Finally, the ghouls stopped coming.
    In the aftermath, they all gathered outside the ruins of the entrance to the mountain, each retaking their human form.
    “I told you I’d find a way.” She put her hands on her hips as if she dared anyone to doubt her after everything that had happened.
    Krysanthe hugged her. “I knew you would. You always do.”
    He met his brother’s gaze and Ondrej nodded slowly. “I understand now. But she saved us all.”
    Ondrej embraced him. “I thought you were dead. I thought I’d lost her.” He grabbed Fabian and pulled him in close.