Hello everyone. It's a bit later than I expected, but Avani's book is here. I hope you like it so far!
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’ve been searching for two days for the scientist’s laboratory. I’m frustrated because I know I have to be close, but I can’t find it. I keep getting whiffs of a scent, sometimes a supernatural, sometimes a human, sometimes a medicinal scent, but it always blows away on the wind before I can find it. Fortunately, I know someone that can help me. Hopefully, he is close and I can get him here to sniff this place out. I shift, not bothering to get dressed, but grabbing my phone out of the small case I always carry on me. “Avani.” He says. “Ishir. I need your help. Are you at the penthouse by chance?” I ask him, referencing the penthouse in the city where Ishir lives with Tana and Kenna. “I am. Tana has gone to Cedric’s pack lands for the weekend.” “I can be there in a few hours.” “I’ll be waiting.” I hang up. The pain of Tana being mated to the Lycan isn’t as sharp as it used to be. There was a time when I had wanted Tana to accept me as her mate. Her fire and my earth elements c
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
I’m ready when we take the last straps off. So, when the creature lunges at me, I’m prepared. What I’m not prepared for, is for it to beg for death. “Please, kill me.” It says. “What is your name?” The elf asks it, her voice soft, gentle, coaxing. I still don’t know her name and I don’t like it. It turns its strange head to look at her. “Graith. My name is Graith, or it was.” “Your name and who are you haven’t changed Graith.” She says. “Look at me.” He says, spreading his wings and lifting his legs. “Look what they did to me.” He snarls before his voice chokes on his emotions. “I know. I’m sorry that this has been done to you.” He looks down. “You didn’t do it, you have nothing to be sorry for, but you can put me out of my misery.” His voice whistles every time he uses a word that has an ‘s’ in it. It's a loud, sharp sound that makes my ears hurt. “I can’t live like this. I won’t. Where could I even go? No one would take me in.” “I would.” She says and I look up at her shar
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
I want answers and as much as I don’t want this elf figuring out just how much power she can wield over me, I’m also not willing to let her run off by herself, possibly getting captured and put into another arena. "How did you do it?” I ask her. That feeling, the feeling of being drawn into a place of peace and happiness was beautiful. I’ve never felt like that before. “I’m an elf. We are one with nature. I would think, as the earth dragon, that you’d understand that.” She says, moving away from me and looking down the mountain. “Don’t try to escape me, Merethyl. I’ll just pluck you off the side of the mountain and bring you back up here.” “Don’t threaten me, dragon. I have no intention of remaining your prisoner or whatever this is. I need to find my brother.” “And I told you I would help you do that.” “And I told you, I don't need your help.” She says, her hands on her hips as she turns to challenge me face to face. I walk to her, putting my hands on my hips and leaning over
I’ve been with men before, several, but this man, this dragon, is strumming my body like nothing I’ve ever felt before. His clever fingers, his warm breath, even him biting down on my neck has my body craving him, craving more. I feel like he’s putting me in a trance. That is, until he calls me Princess. My reaction is instantaneous. I yank away from him and it’s only when I turn that I realize he was using a pet name, not my title. But now, it’s too late, he’s figured out what I am. I don’t know what he plans to do with me, but I can’t afford to get captured or sold off. I’m the only chance that Yhendorn has, and an elf princess is worth a lot of money to a lot of people. I turn, leaping off the side of the mountain, knowing I can pull on my element to save me. But once again, before I can pull the wind or the earth to me, I hear the whoosh of wings above me, and I’m plucked from the air. In a moment, I’m back at the top of the mountain, only this time, I’m facing Avani in his dra
Never in my long life have I ever met someone as annoying as this elf. Elf princess. Because it wasn’t bad enough that she was an elf who shares my element. Now I find out she’s also a princess who not only wields my element but is most likely as powerful as I am, possibly even more so. It had taken all of my strength to stay in place when she’d thrown that tornado at me. And I know, without a doubt, if she ever tries to claim me, I’m done. There is no chance I’ll defeat her. So, I have to be very careful, making sure she never finds out how to claim a dragon. But even with the fear of being claimed, the mate bond draws me to her. Or maybe it’s just her. I’ve never met someone that is willing to go toe to toe with me. And she just keeps doing it. When she smacked my face, even in my dragon form, showing not a hint of fear, I might have fallen in love with her. She’s perfect. And it’s thoughts like those that will get me claimed. I don’t know why she’s surprised that I want to kill h