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sister didn t mean that it actually was.
And if I was wrong, then Rainey would pay.
But I wasn t wrong. I felt that with every inch of my being.
What does it matter to you what I am? I asked, wondering if he, like many full dragons, held a grudge against
those of us who weren t.
It was a sad fact that most full-bloods considered us a blight on the dragon name. In times past, it had been
common practice amongst the dragon cliques to regularly cull the draman ranks. These days, such practices
were outlawed by the dragon council, but I very much doubted it was done to protect us. The fact was, humans
were encroaching on dragon land more and more, and mass cleansings as they were called were bound to
attract notice sooner or later. It said something about the council s desperation to avoid human notice that they
were allowing our numbers to increase.
But if Angus was one of those dragons, then I wasn t entirely sure what my next step would be. I desperately
needed the information he apparently had, but he was a sea dragon and a man besides. He had me bested in both
strength and skill.
He took a sip of beer, his face giving little away. White froth briefly decorated his wiry beard before he wiped it
away. You re a member of the Jamieson clique, aren t you?
Again that sliver of fear ran down my spine. Maybe I d stepped out of the frying pan and into the fire and this
wasn t the sort of heat I could control. Not if things went wrong. How do you know that?
Because I m not stupid enough to meet anyone without checking up on them first.
And if you re inferring that I am, then you re mistaken. Although he wasn t. Not entirely.
A smile briefly touched his mouth before disappearing. Jamieson s one of the oldest ones, isn t it?
I raised an eyebrow. They re all old, simply because there are no new cliques. There haven t been, for
hundreds of years.
The rogue towns certainly didn t count. Not yet, anyway although I had no doubt that the council would move
on them sooner or later. They seemed to think the only way to stop the humans from discovering us was to rule
us all with the iron fist of fear and retribution.
Which is why Rainey and I had thought that the council might be behind the cleansings of both Stillwater and
Desert Springs. But the clues weren t really adding any support to that.
Angus took another sip of beer, then leaned forward, blue eyes wary as he said, Prove you are who you say.
What? Why?
Because I need to be sure it s not a trap.
Why would you agree to meet me if you think it s a trap? And why would he even think I was trying to trap
him?
Hell, even Rainey wouldn t have tried something like that, and she d had the full spectrum of dragon powers.
But she d also had a lot more respect for full-bloods, despite what we d gone through growing up.
Angus s smile had a bitter edge. You ask that, two days after a serious accident that landed you in hospital and
left your best friend dead? He shook his head. You d be better off walking away right now, little draman.
He was probably right. I knew that, even if I had no intention of ever doing it. I can t.
Even knowing you could be risking your life? These people aren t the type to let anyone off easily. We both
bear the scars to prove that.
What they ve done has only strengthened my determination to track them down. Tears welled and I blinked
them away quickly, internally repeating the mantra that had become a theme for me this last day and a bit.
Don t think, don t feel. Not until it was all over, one way or another. And if you ve got scars, where the hell
are they?
Angus shoved an arm across the table and pushed up the sleeve of his shirt. His leathery skin was crisscrossed
with a myriad of thickly healed wounds. My whole body bears the evidence of their attack. They re not going
to get a second shot.
My gaze jumped from the scars to his eyes, and I saw the glint of determination and fury there. And suddenly, I
knew why he d chosen this bar. Not because it was a refuge for would-be sea dogs, but because it was close to
the sea. Which was his to call, like fire was for dragons. He d drown everyone if he thought I was in any way
here to trap him.
I blew out a breath, then said, What do you want me to do?
If you are who you say you are, show me your stain and prove it.
The stain was a leathery, luminescent strip of skin that swirled around the spines of all dragons, whether they
were of the air, sea, or a half-breed like myself. The colors varied depending on clique and parentage, but
usually involved a myriad of iridescent colors. I d never been able to shift shape and attain dragon form so,
unlike most stains, mine was just a boring brown.
But there were only a few people who could know that past lovers, my mom, and my brother.
Neither my mom nor my brother would give out personal information like that, so that left past lovers. And
while I could name a couple of those who d delight in not only telling all but in getting back at me in any way
possible, both of them had left the clique a couple of years before Rainey and I had and, as far as I knew, had
disappeared.
I m not stripping in public just to prove who I am. Especially not in a bar filled with shadowy men who
maybe weren t less-than-savory types, but who were still unknowns all the same.
And you never trusted an unknown. It was a motto that had saved my skin many a time growing up, and I
wasn t about to abandon it now, no matter how badly I wanted information.
Angus studied me for a moment, then said, voice still flat, Then dance fire across your fingertips. I m told you
have extraordinary control.
I frowned. I didn t like using dragon skills in public in fact, not using them anywhere humans were likely to
see them had been hammered into my brain since birth. There might be no humans currently in this bar, but
there was nothing stopping them from walking in at the wrong moment. Why is this so important to you?
It s important because I ve been caught unaware before and have paid the price for it. Bleakness flared in his
eyes, and his somewhat fierce expression was touched fleetingly with sadness. A sadness that tore at my heart,
and made the reporter in me want to ask what was wrong. But I very much doubted he d answer that question
when he didn t even trust me with the information I was going to pay him for.
Then the sadness was gone and he took another sip of beer before adding, in a voice that was edgy and sharp,
And I ve discovered the hard way that lies and entrapments fall from the prettiest tongue as easily as the
ugliest.
Well, I hope I fall into the former group rather than the latter, I said, a little alarmed by the sudden fierceness
in his tone. Something was very off, but I wasn t sure what. Then my gaze flicked to his arm. Maybe his
fierceness was understandable. With scars like those, survival must have been touch and go, even for a dragon
who could heal far better than any human.
Do it, he said, or I walk out of here now and you ll never get your answers.
I looked around the room, seeing no one looking our way or showing any undue interest. That might change
given what I was about to do, but there wasn t much I could do about that. Not if I wanted my answers.
If this guy could provide answers and wasn t just yanking my chain.
I mean, the voice on the phone that had given us this lead had been oddly familiar, and that alone had raised
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