Dragons of Asgard 3 by Logan Jacobs (thriller novels to read txt) 📕

creature. I could sense his complete sense of responsibility, and it brought with it an overwhelming feeling of satisfaction.

The sight of a large crimson female below me playing with two crimson babies with peach-colored underbellies caught my attention, and a rush of pure happiness flooded my body.

I glided down to the small family, and for the first time, I realized I was carrying something in one of my paws. It was a large deer, and I set it down and let out a small roar to call my babies to me.

The children stopped playing and immediately flew toward me with excited smiles on their faces. They pummeled into my belly, and I used my head and wings to push them away playfully, only for them to return a second later.

The female let out a low roar, and the children tumbled off together to play while she walked up to me and nuzzled her head against mine. The feel of her scales against me sent a jolt of excitement and bliss through my body, and the pure love I felt was nearly too much to handle.

I blinked, and I was yet another dragon. At first, all I saw was a large green stone nearly the size of my home. The rock was so shiny I could see the reflection of the clouds in it even though the sun was setting behind it.

There were large trees all around me, except to the right where a path led out of the small clearing I was in. There was a mass of sticks and leaves surrounding me, so I assumed I was in a dragon nest like the one I’d seen the first time I’d visited Alfheim.

This had to be it, I had finally found my little dragon’s mother.

Suddenly, I was overcome with a terrible empty feeling, and the amount of sadness and despair I felt would have put me on my knees if I’d been standing.

My body ached, too, but it was nothing compared to the overpowering feeling of loss.

I let out a low huff as I set my head against the side of my large nest, and I tried to move so I was more comfortable, but a shooting pain on my right side made me cry out in agony.

I could feel the injury as if it were my own, and I knew it was bad. If we didn’t get her help soon, she could die.

I half-expected another dragon to come to my aid, but none did. I wasn’t sure what they could do for me anyway, but I knew I would be in grave danger if I didn’t get some help soon.

Still, there was nearly no fight left within me. My baby was gone, and I was stricken by a horrible, immobilizing grief.

I got the sense this baby meant more to her than she could fathom. She wasn’t a young dragon, but I suspected this was her first time laying eggs, and there’d only been the one. She felt as though this baby was her last chance to be a mother, and now he’d been stolen from her.

I tried to look around again to see if there was anything more I could see to hint at her location, but all I could see were trees and the large green rock. I just had to hope that was enough to find her.

I blinked, and I was back in Ramir’s shop sitting cross-legged in front of the fire.

“Hurry,” I said as I stood up. “We’ve got to go.”

“What’s wrong?” Kas asked.

“Did you find her?” Eira pushed.

“Yes.” I nodded and grimaced. “She’s injured.”

“How badly?” Asta asked.

“She’s going to die if we don’t get to her,” I said grimly.

“Shite,” Eira cursed. “Do you know where she’s at in Alfheim?”

“Not exactly.” I shook my head. “I know she’s near dragon valley, and she’s somewhere with a large green stone.”

“If she’s injured, we need to find her right away,” Kas said, and her violet eyes flared with fiery determination. “What are we going to do?”

“We’re going to have to talk to the locals,” I said, and I fumbled in my satchel to find something I could use to tie the egg to me for safekeeping.

“What do you mean ‘locals?” Eira asked, and she raised her red eyebrows high up on her forehead.

“We’re going to need to go into dragon valley,” I said.

“Is that safe?” Asta asked with a frown.

“They won’t hurt us with Rath there,” Kas said, and she looked at me with concerned violet eyes. “Right?”

“Dragons are not inherently violent creatures,” I said. “There’s no reason to be scared of them.”

“You know they’re massive, right?” Eira scoffed. “I want to help them, but I just don’t want to piss one of them off and get eaten.”

“They won’t eat you,” I chuckled.

Ramir retrieved a piece of fabric from his desk and handed it to me so I could strap the egg across my chest. The baby inside was still confused, but it seemed to sense we were going to its mother, so there was a sort of excitement muddled in with its other emotions.

“I know you’re right.” Kas nodded. “But they are intimidating.”

“I understand,” I told her. “But right now, we don’t have a choice. We need to find the baby’s mother. She needs our help.”

“Right,” the strawberry-blonde agreed with newly found determination in her voice. “Let’s go.”

“Blar,” I said as I turned to the little blue dragon. “Can you make one last portal tonight?”

The little blue dragon nodded, and a second later a portal appeared.

“Thanks for everything, Ramir,” I said quickly. “We’ll be back soon.”

“Be careful,” the old man said as the girls and I linked hands and walked through the swirling air into the realm of elves.

The sun was sinking low when we