Chapter TWENTY-FOUR-ZEKE

I’m teetering on the edge of the precipice between losing my self-control and keeping my skin.

This isn’t a good thing.

If I let that happen? If I allow myself to shatter? Then the Dragon will take over and the world will be lost.

That’s not a boast.

It’s a fact.

The monster inside me? Let’s just say he’s the stuff the legends all talk about.

Every Dragon has power.

A special elemental sort of magic that he weaves with his very breath.

Mine? Well, let’s just say there is a reason wild beasts heed my commands.

Even now, the wildlife around me can sense my mood.

The birds take to the skies and everything from the largest deer to the tiniest chipmunk scurries away.

All of them fearing what the Dragon will do in his anger, in his need for vengeance.

But outweighing that need is something even more imminent. Saving her.

Bringing her back.

Knowing my Casey is in danger?

Not good.

Not fucking good at all.

And it isn’t a sound that alerted me.

Not a sight either.