“So everybody keeps telling me,” I murmured back, and smiled. “I know. I know I shouldn’t be here—I shouldn’t even be standing for a few days at least. But...” I gave a helpless shrug. “I’m fine. Wes checked me out, both last night and this morning. The wounds are mostly healed. He said that my healing is nearly on par with a dragon’s regenerative abilities, that he’s never seen anything like it before in a human. I guess having dragon’s blood is a blessing in disguise.” Her brows lifted in amazement, and I grinned. “So you don’t get to leave me behind, dragon girl. Even if I do grow wings and a tail, I’m not leaving your side. You’ll just have to get used to me being—”

Ember interrupted me by lacing her fingers behind my neck, pulling me down and pressing her lips to mine. I groaned and wrapped my arms around her waist, drawing her close, feeling her heart beat against me. Heat spread through my insides, roaring in my veins, as the tension in my stomach melted away. When I was with her, everything that had happened to me—being shot, nearly dying, being infused with something I wasn’t sure wouldn’t eventually kill me—seemed insignificant. I would die for this girl, I realized. I would happily take a bullet for her if it meant that, today, I could hold her one last time.

When we drew back, Ember’s eyes were bright, almost seeming to glow. I was wrapped in a cocoon of heat and warmth, feeling it pulse between us with every heartbeat. I wanted nothing more than to pull Ember into her empty room, lock the door and see how long it would take before the flames consumed us.

Gazing down, I stroked her cheek and offered a wry smile. “Riley is waiting for us,” I murmured, and she nodded with a sigh. “He wanted me to tell you to grab your things—we head out as soon as you’re ready.”

Rising on her toes, she kissed me once more, long and lingering, before pulling back and stepping away. I took a furtive breath to calm the inferno within and waited outside the door while she gathered her meager belongings. Her black Viper suit was the last item to be stuffed unceremoniously into a bag before she zipped up the duffel and joined me at the door. I took the bag, shouldered the strap and together we walked down the hall to the command room.

Riley, Wes and Jade were all there, the two dragons standing around the table discussing something in quiet undertones while Wes sat at the computer, furiously typing away. As we came into the room, Jade inclined her head to me with a faint smile. I nodded back.