Firebolt (The Dragonian Series)(45)

I jumped up while everybody booed.

“What happened?” I shrieked. “Is she okay?”

“Relax, Elena.” Lucian held me back by the arm. “He's such a coward.”

“What happened?” I demanded.

“She's fine. She'll be out for a couple of hours, maybe a day,” Lucian said.

Sammy cussed right next to me.

“He forced her ability on her. Our human form is too weak to carry them. That’swhy your dragon is the keeper or what some would call the‘carrier’,” Lucian explained, not taking his eyes off Becky's motionless body. “The lightning he breathes out is actually Becky's. He was born with it, but it never belonged to him. Becky is the true possessor. He just gave her the full dosage of what it feels like to carry that kind of power, and it always knocks humans out stone cold. She'll be fine, Elena.” He gave me a side hug, as a tear rolled down my cheek. “But it's very cowardly for a dragon to do that, and you'll see this behavior only around the Chromatic ones.”

“Do all of them do that?” I asked still shaken.

“Only when they know that the battle is lost,” he said.

The Dragonian side still cheered as Constance and another student carried her away on a stretcher.

“So what's going to happen now?”

“George is Becky's. Doesn't matter how bad he's going to resist at first, if he's part of a dent, he'll end up as tame as a lamb. We don't know what it is they are going through, but it's some sort of transformation that makes them stay together forever.”

“You mean like a couple?” I wanted to know if it was what Becky spoke about on my first day.

He chuckled. "Yes, Elena. She's part of his foretelling. It's just a matter of time before he dents. I would give my left arm to be part of a dent." He smiled. He was really nuts, but then again he had tried to claim Blake twice.

I had to admit, the term “to dent” was still confusing. I mean George hated Becky, and now they expected him to do the opposite. It didn't make sense.

“Let's go, Elena.” Sammy grabbed my arm when George finally shifted back into his normal body. They had to cover him with a blanket because he was butt naked. He was carried out on a stretcher too, but he wasn't nearly in the physical state Becky was in.

“Where are we going?”

“To go and see how Becky’s doing. I can't believe George just did that!”

I waved at Lucian, since Sammy didn't give me time to say goodbye with a kiss. He waved back with a gorgeous smile, which made my stomach flip again.

Sammy walked so fast that I struggled to keep up. I almost had to run to keep her pace. We squashed through the crowd while they were still chatting about Becky's moves. She was a real Dragonian now.

When we reached the infirmary, Julia asked us to wait by the door while Constance tried to stabilize Becky.

My throat tightened as I saw how Constance placed a neck brace around her neck.

“Can a Dragonian die from this?” I asked, biting my nails while staring at Becky's still body on the bed.

“I've never seen one die. Constance was close, but anything's possible.”

I felt like crying again.

I didn't want to claim a dragon, and I started to doubt Master Longwei's theory about my dark mark too. I didn't belong here. I would never have the amount of courage to do what Becky just did.

“Stop doing that.” Sammy tapped my hand with hers, and I realized that I was still nibbling on my nails. I only did it when I was really nervous.

We waited for a long time. Sammy mumbled plenty of times, and by her twentieth sigh, Julia popped her head out of the door. “You may come in, but only for a couple of minutes, okay?”

We both went in without saying a word.

We couldn't do much but watch Becky lie on the bed with a bruised up face. It looked as if she had been beaten by a jealous boyfriend.

It made me feel anger and other emotions I didn't want to feel.

Her leg was splinted and her arms were full of scrapes. Her one eye was swollen shut and had turned a greenish purple color.

My eyes started to sting.

"She is going to be okay, Elena, and believe me; George is going to feel pretty bad about what he did soon." Constance tried to comfort me while making Becky as comfortable as possible.

"When will she wake up?"

"It's up to her."

"Chromatic dragons are so stupid," Sammy hissed.

"If you don't mind, Becky needs her rest. You can come and check up on her later if you want," Constance said, and smiled. It was our cue to leave.

We went straight to our room,and I wondered what they had done with George. I hadn’t seen him in the infirmary with Becky.

Once we were settled, Sammy took a long bath. She always felt terrible whenever a dragon did something horrible to humans and now that it was her best friend, she must felt even worse.