On Wings of Blood (Bloodwing Academy, #1)

by Briar Boleyn

“It's not protection, little dragon. It’s a claim.”

Medra Pendragon was mine. And I was prepared to die before I let any harm come to her.

It didn’t matter if she believed it. If she accepted it. It didn’t matter if she hated me. I’d believe it enough for both of us. She was mine and she always would be.

“But you’re right about one thing, Pendragon. Why should I fight so hard to leash the monster inside when you’re so determined to bring him out?”