It's Your Mistake to Feed on My Prisoner

Heavy steps trod the caverns of the White Coal Cove. Even if some ghosts had come in contact with them, the ghosts could only snarl in their places. After all, with the most powerful primal dragon walking the cavern, what could those ghosts do? The magic howls couldn't even pierce through the shield that he summoned to protect Ainsley and Carina.

At this strange trance, Carina began to see someone else carrying her. Even the scent of the Full Moon Dragon was drawing her to him. It was the scent coming from that one hand that Ainsley had lost back when he was taken away by Gavin.

That blood scent was not that of Ainsley, it seemed. It was coming from the primal dragon.