The Dragon Princesses (#1 Dragon Series)

Chapter 7

Alexia's POV

Jordan lunges for Aldonza first swinging her right fist for Aldonza's head. She ducks last minute and barely has time to dodge her other flying fist.

I sneak in from the back and try to knock her down from her knees but she spins fast and almost lands a kick to my stomach.

We continue in that merciless dance filled with rage and hate but at this point I think she is just trying to end us.

She is a skilled fighter I for one know that. I can't even take two of Aldonza.

Don't get me wrong I want to end her as well, but I don't think her brothers will appreciate that so I'm just trying to knock her out before my dragon decides to take matters into her own hands.

She knocks Aldonza crashing into the opposite wall with one kick to the stomach. She just signed her death certificate.

Margarita seems to totally agree with me and with our combined strength, kick Jordy mutt into the potted ferns in the hallway.

The clay pot crashes upon the impact and Jordan struggles to stand.

'Good doggie', Margarita giggles sardonically.

We walk over to her slowly, like a predator would its prey. She manages to stand but her knee bucks under her weight.

Blood runs from the left side of her forhead, to her left cheek and drips unto the ground from her jaw. She sports a busted lip and probably a broken nose. Serves her right.

She finally looks up to us and stares in defiance with an undertone of fear. Good.

I reach her and stand a good two feet from her. We stare back at her head on with pure unadulterated hatred bubbling from deep within me.

We kick her in the ribs and hear a satisfying crack. She screams and holds her left side with her eyes squeezed shut from the pain and tears staining her face while she whimpers and mumbles under her breath. She finally looks up at me with hate and obviously terror but something else catches my eye. Her iris is rimmed with an undertone of red.

Before I can lunge for her again, someone grabs me by my forearms tightly and pulls me away from my soon-to-be punching bag. Ugh that would leave a bruise.

I struggle against the said person's hold while Jaylen helps his distraught sister up.

"Calm down would you?!", the person who I now realise to be Jayden hisses in my ear and tightens his hold on me, if that's even possible anyway. That would definitely leave a bruise.

I finally quit stuggling, instead trying to get my breathing under control. I rudely shake Jayden's hands off of me. What? they were starting to hurt. I send him one nasty look over my shoulder and he gives me an even nastier one while walking up to stand beside me.

When Jordan finally gets her bearings, the questions just come tumbling out.

"What the hell was happening?!", the brothers growl simultaneously. Before I can open my mouth to explain what happened, Jordan bursts into tears. I just gape at her while her brothers try to comfort her.

Finally she stops crying and goes into a fit of hiccups. When she gets herself together, I finally decide to explain myself.

"Anyway, Jordan her-", the brothers cut me off with nasty glares and threatening growls, directed at me. My eyes widen slightly at their actions and I raise my hands and take a step back, surrendering.

"Let my sister speak.", Jaylen says in a calm yet deadly tone, emphasising the word 'sister'.

Ouch. Well, let's hear what she has to say.