Claimed By The Pure-Blood Dragon Tyrant

a P

ine pulled me out of unconsc

cold air hit my bare shoulder, and the s

the men muttered, his voice tight with nerves. "Sh

nd man's voice dripping with contempt. "Cut the crap. Miss Camille Mcintosh gave us a lot of money, a

the illegitimate half-blood daught

ass of wine, and after I took a sip, I went

t deserve to marry Kamden and p

e a dragon soul and couldn't transform, the whole dragon regarded

nt me back to the human world and gav

d me back for the sake of the family's int

world have poured into my mind violently, intertwined with the humiliating

Camille is on her way with Kam

me with a nasty grin, I forced my shaking legs to step back u

slid to the side, locked both hands around his thick right

int snapped backward in a textbook armbar. He let ou

e's a fi

sty iron dagger from his belt. A faint orange-red glow of low-rank dr

ade sliced through a few stra

father taught me medical tre

tiffened the two fingers of my left hand and jabbe

clattered to the floor, and he collapsed, clutc

de my sleeve and pulled out the steel scalpel my mother had pr

y fingertips cleared som

he floorboards in the hallway outside, accom

ching rhythm of the Royal D

herself to the Royal Family!" an arrogant, sharp male voice shou

Prince of the Flame Kingdom, and my

ease let me go in first. She is my sister – perhaps she will listen to me. I believe

sharp taste of blood pushed back the dizzying

nly escape was the floor-to-ceiling window carve

p hundreds of feet above the gr

unpatterned dress whipped violently in the gusts just as a b

k and dug my fingers into the rough mortar between the exterior wall

ed right above my head. Several torches poked out of the win

adows half a meter below the sill. Cold sweat soaked my b

s like a lizard along the narrow crevices, inching towa

window. Embedded in its frame were deep-blue dragon cores-a sym

. My bloody fingers slipped on the damp stone, an

and kicked off the wall. The rebound sent me flying sideways lik

ick with the smell of freezing snow and fresh blood, rol

g through the darkness at the heavy black

was a terrifying, pure-gold dragon s

elt like it could freeze

ue light of the window cores to make out a massive black-wo

road-shouldered man w

erved only for the highest royalty-was ripped open, rev

in cold sweat, and every ragged breath he took c

ard the bed, and the man's

ked onto me in the dark, and a wave of pure murderou