Sarina's P.O.V.

The next two weeks passed in a very rushed and panicked blur. At first I wasn't to afraid but being around Enderson and Garreth for two weeks had me afraid to even step out of our room.

Yes our room.

After The Gala all my stuff was immediately moved into Garreth and Enderson's bedroom. And that wasn't the only change going around, within the first week the palace was covered head to toe in enough weaponry to blow up a small country.

But that apparently wasn't enough because I was always surrounded by armed guards at all times even when I was around Garreth or Enderson. Which meant we hadn't had anytime alone for a while and the symptoms of heat weren't getting any better.

And it wasn't very often but the pain, the pain of being set on fire was happening more and more. I wasn't sure if I was going to last until the Blood Moon.

I though all about these horrible things as I sat bitterly alone at the dinner table, "how dare those two...abandoning me".

speaking of the two devils they immediately burst through the door, "Well there you two are!" I say exasperated.

"Sorry were late love training went over the scheduled time" Garreth explains

"That okay at least you're here now and we can finally be alone and have a nice quiet dinner" I say, but the looks I receive from both of them tell me I'm dead wrong.

"Actually we can't stay we have to continue inspections of the palace", Enderson replies guilt written all over his face.

"And we have a meeting with the shaman she's seen another vision and its not good" Garreth adds on.

"Well then I'll come with you" I say standing up from my seat.

"You can't its not safe for you" Enderson says gently pushing me back into the seat.

"Yeah alright" I grumble

"Don't worry we'll be back before you go to bed" Garreth promises, before they both rush out the door like their asses were on fire.

If I ever get my hands on them long enough they will be that I can promise.

I finish eating my dinner and by the end I'm not sure if I'm mad at the two or them or just depressed.

Both it's definitely both.

I begrudgingly head up to get ready for bed, I take an extra long bath and take my time brushing out my hair. Just trying to give them enough time to get their sorry asses up here.

By the time I crawl into bed I'm bitter and disappointed. But soon enough my anger lulls me to sleep.

I was abruptly awoken to gun shots and the horrible sound of blood curdling screams. I rolled out of bed, literally, the palace seemed to be shaking.

I tried my best to stable myself as I walked or at least tried to get to the door. when another blast hit, I fell but managed to catch myself on the door handle.

"What the hell is happening?!" I shout as I fling open the door and stumble into the hallway. the row of soldiers that usually guard it are no where to be seen.

But they certainly didn't leave in a hurry because their armor was scattered along the floor. which could mean several different things but none of which I had the time to ponder. I side stepped al of the armor as best as I could, but I tripped on one and scrapped up the side of my leg.

"I don't have time for this!" I shout, panic starting to really creep in.

I pick myself up, and immediate heading down the massive flights of stairs which i hated so much, as I got further down more people were rushing past me trying to either help or find a good hiding spot, I didn't care all I wanted to fine were my mates.

I knew they could handle themselves but that didn't mean I wasn't worried, not to mention I really wanted to know what was happening.

when I finally manage to make it through the rushing mounds of people, I see what's created all the ruckus, I'm used to seeing two dragons but now I see three!

I knew two out of the three had to be Garreth and Enderson. But the other was a fiery red dragon, and he was twice the size of Garreth and Enderson.

"Holy crap!" I shout.

Then immediately cover my mouth because it would appear I just caught the attention of all three dragons. And those same piercing red eyes from my nightmare was starring straight at me.

For a moment everything seems to go still, but then everything swings into motion. I immediately take off into a sprint.

I can feel the heat from the red dragon on my tail, pun not intended.

But I can also hear horrific growls and the sounds of flesh being torn apart which meant Garreth and Enderson were definitely fighting back.

Unfortunately for me I started slowing down, I still wasn't in the greatest shape. Being locked up and beaten for years tends to do that to a girl.

I could see a door that would hopefully lead to a hiding place and I would be safe until Garreth and Enderosn could death with this.

But just as I was about to reach the door I was suddenly lifted into the air, I could feel the hot breath behind me head.

And I caught I glimpse of red and knew this wasn't Enderson or Garreth it was the Former King.

"Well... this definitely didn't go as planned..." I breathlessly grumble.

Before I release my own blood curdling scream.