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“Yhendorn, what are you doing? We need to get down to dinner. You know mother will be mad that we’re late. We have guests.”“Mere, you worry too much. Mother won’t be mad at us.”“She won’t be mad at you, you mean. You can do no wrong in her eyes. She’ll probably blame me for us being late.”“You realize, you’re acting like a 5-year-old, not a one hundred and five year old?” He says.“I’m still young by elven standards. It’s not my fault that there is such an age gap between us. I’m sure mother felt that there was no way she could have a more perfect child than you, so it took father nearly 50 years to convince her to conceive again.”“Bitterness is not becoming in a Princess.” He says to me.I roll my eyes behind his back. My brother is the perfect Prince. And he’ll make a great King one day. Me, on the other hand. I’ve always been the wild child. Ready to explore the world, question everything and endlessly test my mother’s patience. Or at least, that’s what she always says to me.A

I’m flying over my forest, having been gone for nearly a month. This is the longest I’ve ever been away from the forest. First, because Kenna was worried about her mother being gone so long. She had called me to help find her, which ended up being unnecessary when she returned, having been claimed by the Lycan. And then I’d spent a couple weeks with Zephyr making sure her egg was properly fertilized before heading home. My body is relaxed in a way it hasn’t been in a long time, my dragon calm after weeks of sexual release.But now, it’s time to get back to work. I’ve taken on the role of protector of this forest. Where Tana enjoys being in a busy city, working with humans and supernaturals, I prefer the forest. Maybe it’s the difference in our elements or perhaps it’s the difference in our genders. Zephyr and Kaylani don’t seem to have a problem integrating with others, or being in busy environments. But for me, the noise and scents of the human cities are overwhelming, so I prefer to

I slowly come awake, trying to figure out why nothing feels normal. Suddenly, the memories of being in the hunter’s laboratory jolt me awake and I’m sitting up screaming before I can stop myself. I slap my hand over my mouth as I get my bearings, looking around and realizing I’m no longer in the laboratory. But I’m not at home either. I rub my face, trying to work the cobwebs out of my brain. My home was attacked, my parents were killed, Yhendorn and I were captured and tortured, we escaped, Yhendorn sacrificed himself to save me, ordering me away. I began running and the hunters found me. They chased me for days, never allowing me to rest. I was near exhaustion, ready for death when he arrived. The dragon. I don’t know how I knew he was a dragon, but I’ve never smelled such raw, pure masculinity before. My parents had told me about the dragons, that unlike other supernatural beings, they take on the scent of their element. And he had smelled of evergreens and cinnamon, a delicious

I follow Kayid as he slinks through the forest. He’s as quiet in his human form as he is in his fox form. I had told him about my brother and he agreed to take me to the hunter’s bunker, laboratory, lair, whatever it is. It’s taken us two days and we still haven’t gotten to where we are going. During this time, I try to learn more about the dragon, but Kayid is surprisingly tight lipped about him. The most I get is that the animals and shifters in the forest predominantly owe their lives to Avani. What he didn’t say, but what I am starting to realize, is that Avani is a loner. It’s hard to have a family or a life if you’re always protecting others in the forest. And it appears that Avani is always helping to protect others. This forest, in particular, has become a hunting ground for the humans that want to experiment on us. It makes me wonder how they heard about my family and how they found us. I also learned about the arenas from Kayid. Hunters aren’t just taking supes for experim

The nerve of that dragon. He’s so arrogant, so sure that I need his help. I’d probably be more inclined to let him help me if he didn’t smell so friggin delicious. Every time I get close to him, his scent fills my nose and I feel my body getting all warm and tingly in places I don’t have time to deal with. I need to focus, to find my brother and get him out of whatever hell The Chief has put him in. That poor creature, if they do something like that to Yhendorn…I refused to allow that to happen. When I walk back inside, the sting of antiseptic washes his scent out of my nose and helps me to clear my head. If they brought Yhendorn back inside, then there must be another way out. With the number of supes that they were experimenting on, they had to have trucks somewhere. I walk back in to find Ishir going through the scientists’ paperwork. “What are you looking at?” I ask, stopping momentarily seeing that Kayid is helping him. “I’m getting as much of their information as I can. Any