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Corey struggled to breath while the others surrounded us. His father still standing aside watching while his 15 year old son struggled to breath. His brothers nymph transformed to there natural state. After that they got closed and decided to come after us. They tried to dart past the guys and go straight to us. Once they were close and coming for us we all spread our wings. The Ian and Sam's wings cut through the wolfs that tried to get to me and Emma. The other nymphs new immediately that they would die if they came after us and it was a losing battle. They stopped they knew the risks of attacking us was suicide. We could see them debating what would happen if they didn't.

"What are you doing you idiots! I said get rid of them!!" Yell his brother.

Corey was still in and out of consciousness. Even in that bad of a state he tried to get up. Emma and I helped lift him. He coughed up some blood as he spoke "You can say what you want about me..*cough* but never mistake the mistake of coming after what's mine.... *cough* I give you permission to use full force *cough* show my brother what pests can do."

Corey was fighting so hard. I could see his father and uncles confusion at his words.

"Son, having a group of loyal birds will not win against the wolves no matter how strong they seem." His father said.

"You should know your place this is an initiation, you aren't strong enough to protect yourself. Your pets are no stronger than it's handler, your weak no strong being would follow your orders." His uncle snarked.

Corey coughed up some blood before losing conciseness. Emma and slowly brought him back to side in a safe position.

"We will deal with these idiots, protect him." Sam said.

"I'll hold him, Megan you have more control so set a ring." Emma said.

I nodded. We spent years training, we aren't like normal dragons we can't blow fire out of our mouths but we can control and summon fire. It came easier to me than it did to Emma, so I have more control enough to be able to summon weapons out of my fire. My brother and the other guys are able to do the same. To make a ring of fire to surround us far enough away to not hurt Corey any further I have to be in the air and summon the dragon inside of me. We are half dragon and how we use fire is through a conduit. Such as a weapon or calling on the dragon spirit that is always with me and lives inside of me. I'm the best at summoning out of all of them, although the guys can all make weapons out of fire they have issues summoning it, after the fire is summoned they can control it and create weapons out of it. It'll make it easier for them and use less of there energy.

I let Corey go into Emma's arms. Then went into the sky. I took a deep breath and went into my full natural state as I used my energy to summon the dragon in me to set a ring of fire for my brother and as protection for Emma and Corey. I felt the dragon come out through my chest. It was a white dragon made out of fire. It blew fire out of its mouth creating a barrier between my pack and the other nymphs and people. Then it returned to me.

"He said full force, right?" I said and smiled down on the other and smiled back at me.

We looked up to his father and uncle who stood with a stunned look on there face as the guys walked into the fire and out the other side holing weapons and now filling in there natural form as well. We could smell the fear from those around us which only made use lose more control. Smelling there weakness, fuels our the animal instinct. As half dragon we have the same dragon instincts that tell us to kill off the weak links, and smelling there fear and weakness. We don't care about submission in most cases, the primal instincts don't care about what someone does or say to submit if they are scared we smell it and go after it. It makes us dangerous which is part of why we normally aren't tamed.

Corey was injured and was a finials scent, he was unconscious which made him safe. There was no smell of fear since he wasn't able to be afraid, but there was a sense of weakness from him due to his injuries. His only saving grace is being a familiar scent and Emma. Emma being one us and the bond between us means she will stop us and can bring us back to our senses and stop running off instinct.