Yuri’s POV

Drake partially shifted, his dragon wings unfurling just enough to reveal the striking mix of gold and black feathers—a sight so mesmerizing it was almost distracting. His deep voice cut through the tension.

“Guys, stay back. This is personal.” His sharp side-glance told me to stay put. I hated being ordered around, but I knew better than to step between him and his revenge. Mac studied the broken window view, his eyes scanning for any sign of Hybrid soldiers.

“We ...