Chapters (63)
- Cover
- Back Cover Text
- Booklist
- About the Author
- Praise
- Dedication
- PART I: Sacrifice Is Necessary
- Chapter 1: DANTE
- Chapter 2: EMBER
- Chapter 3: RILEY
- Chapter 4: GARRET
- Chapter 5: EMBER
- Chapter 6: GARRET
- Chapter 7: DANTE
- Chapter 8: RILEY
- Chapter 9: EMBER
- Chapter 10: GARRET
- Chapter 11: EMBER
- Chapter 12: DANTE
- PART II: The Wyrm Turns
- Chapter 13: DANTE
- Chapter 14: EMBER
- Chapter 15: RILEY
- Chapter 16: EMBER
- PART III: Fang and Fire
- Chapter 17: RILEY
- Chapter 18: EMBER
- Chapter 19: DANTE
- Chapter 20: GARRET
- Chapter 21: DANTE
- Chapter 22: EMBER
- Chapter 23: RILEY
- Chapter 24: EMBER
- Chapter 25: GARRET
- Chapter 26: RILEY
- Chapter 27: EMBER
- Chapter 28: GARRET
- Chapter 29: EMBER
- Chapter 30: RILEY
- Chapter 31: EMBER
- Chapter 32: GARRET
- Chapter 33: RILEY
- Chapter 34: EMBER
- Chapter 35: DANTE
- Chapter 36: GARRET
- Chapter 37: RILEY
- Chapter 38: GARRET
- Chapter 39: RILEY
- Chapter 40: GARRET
- Chapter 41: DANTE
- Chapter 42: GARRET
- Chapter 43: DANTE
- Chapter 44: GARRET
- Chapter 45: DANTE
- Chapter 46: GARRET
- Chapter 47: DANTE
- Chapter 48: GARRET
- Chapter 49: DANTE
- Chapter 50: EMBER
- Chapter 51: RILEY
- Chapter 52: GARRET
- EPILOGUE
- Chapter 53: DANTE
“Talk?” the Elder Wyrm repeated, and raised a brow. “You think you are here to be interrogated,” she mused, and gave a soft chuckle. “No, Ember Hill. You have no information that I want. I don’t care about Cobalt’s network of traitors and runaways. The secrets of St. George mean nothing to me. I am not even concerned about the Eastern dragon that followed you over from China. Soon, none of that will matter.”
“Why am I here, then?”
“You have no idea what you really are,” the Elder Wyrm went on. “Or why you are special. To the dragons of Talon, you are my daughter, the heir to the empire along with Dante. They don’t know your true purpose—none of them have figured it out, not even your very clever brother. You see, Ember...” She smiled again, no less frightening than before. “Dante is the backup plan. You were always the chosen one.”
“I don’t understand,” I whispered, heart pounding as she drew closer, looming over me. “Dante and I were raised together, and he’s always been loyal to Talon.” A thought came to me then, making my breath catch. “So, that story you told us in your office...was any of it true? Is Dante related to me at all? Are we even siblings?” The sudden realization that Dante might not be my brother, after all, hit me like a punch in the stomach. Even with all our differences, the times he’d betrayed me, stabbed me in the back and sided with Talon, he was still my twin. To think that he might be just some stranger, some random dragon that had been raised alongside me...it seemed wrong. Like my brother had died, after all.
“You don’t understand.” The Elder Wyrm shook her head. “Dante is of my blood,” she continued, making me slump in relief. “As are you. Though not in the way you would expect. As far as Talon is concerned, you and Dante are my offspring. The blood of the Elder Wyrm—that is all that matters. How you were created is something only a few know.”
I stared at her, the world spinning around me as I finally got it. “We...we’re clones,” I whispered. “Dante and I...we’re like the vessels, or whatever you call them.”