Chapter One

Heliodore sucked in a fortifying breath before vaulting over the derailed train car with the burden of a small, dented vehicle on his back.

Exercise was the best thing to cure his sour mood. Lately, his Wyvern had been way out of sorts. He had far too much energy than was advisable for any Shifter capable of leveling an entire building with one well-aimed shot of flame.

His brothers had just about given up on him. His father was disappointed. And their handler had tossed him out on his ear during their last meeting.

Jennifer was usually more sensitive to their needs, but the Owl Shifter wasn’t taking any of his shit. Not that he blamed her.

No one wanted an antsy, restless Wyvern on their hands. Hence why he was in the junkyard, running an obstacle course of his own design.

In his effort to expel some of his negative energy, Dor went to Hector’s place. Good old-fashioned exercise, some outdoor training, and a few blasts of his beast’s fire would set him to rights.