Taurian jumped off the bed and left Dena alone on the mattress. For the moment, her seizure had passed, but she was still unconscious. He needed to use his blood to help her. He scrounged on the floor for one of the blades she'd attacked him with. His dragon form surged against his chest, but he concentrated to cage the beast. His muscles tensed and he drove it back deep within him. Strangeness settled over him. Before returning to Earth, he'd never been anything other than a Renjerian. Now he was both human and a dragon. Like Kohl.
A heaviness settled across his shoulders and chest. Strange, unfamiliar muscles and bones at odds with his body. The dragon was an integral part of who he had always been. True, he hadn't chosen to shift into a human, but he accepted it. Now he'd do whatever he must to help Dena.