Page 21 of Fated to the Drakarn Commander (Drakarn Mates #4)

Hawk

The harness straps bit into my shoulders just as the geothermal updraft slammed into us. Khorlar’s wings snapped, catching the invisible force, and the world tilted. We shot skyward, a dizzying corkscrew, the ground shrinking with terrifying speed. My stomach leaped into my throat, the old fear replaced by a sharp, breathless thrill.