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Chapters (63)
  1. Cover
  2. Back Cover Text
  3. Booklist
  4. About the Author
  5. Praise
  6. Dedication
  7. PART I: Sacrifice Is Necessary
  8. Chapter 1: DANTE
  9. Chapter 2: EMBER
  10. Chapter 3: RILEY
  11. Chapter 4: GARRET
  12. Chapter 5: EMBER
  13. Chapter 6: GARRET
  14. Chapter 7: DANTE
  15. Chapter 8: RILEY
  16. Chapter 9: EMBER
  17. Chapter 10: GARRET
  18. Chapter 11: EMBER
  19. Chapter 12: DANTE
  20. PART II: The Wyrm Turns
  21. Chapter 13: DANTE
  22. Chapter 14: EMBER
  23. Chapter 15: RILEY
  24. Chapter 16: EMBER
  25. PART III: Fang and Fire
  26. Chapter 17: RILEY
  27. Chapter 18: EMBER
  28. Chapter 19: DANTE
  29. Chapter 20: GARRET
  30. Chapter 21: DANTE
  31. Chapter 22: EMBER
  32. Chapter 23: RILEY
  33. Chapter 24: EMBER
  34. Chapter 25: GARRET
  35. Chapter 26: RILEY
  36. Chapter 27: EMBER
  37. Chapter 28: GARRET
  38. Chapter 29: EMBER
  39. Chapter 30: RILEY
  40. Chapter 31: EMBER
  41. Chapter 32: GARRET
  42. Chapter 33: RILEY
  43. Chapter 34: EMBER
  44. Chapter 35: DANTE
  45. Chapter 36: GARRET
  46. Chapter 37: RILEY
  47. Chapter 38: GARRET
  48. Chapter 39: RILEY
  49. Chapter 40: GARRET
  50. Chapter 41: DANTE
  51. Chapter 42: GARRET
  52. Chapter 43: DANTE
  53. Chapter 44: GARRET
  54. Chapter 45: DANTE
  55. Chapter 46: GARRET
  56. Chapter 47: DANTE
  57. Chapter 48: GARRET
  58. Chapter 49: DANTE
  59. Chapter 50: EMBER
  60. Chapter 51: RILEY
  61. Chapter 52: GARRET
  62. EPILOGUE
  63. Chapter 53: DANTE

As the gurney rolled forward, I thrashed against the restraints, trying desperately to Shift, to summon the strength to ignore whatever drugs they’d stuck me with. But I felt nothing but a cold sluggishness within, and despair settled heavily in my chest, joining the anger and fear. A man waited in the room beyond, another scientist type in a long white lab coat, smiling at me as I was rolled forward. “Ah, here she is,” he exclaimed, peering at me through his glasses. “Ember Hill, what a pleasure it is to meet you. You must be terribly excited—after sixteen years, your true purpose is finally being fulfilled. To be the Elder Wyrm’s chosen vessel, what a tremendous honor.”

“Yeah, I don’t really see it like that,” I growled at him. He chuckled.

“Nonsense. This is what you were created for. Just think, if immortality can actually be achieved, what will that mean for both dragons and the entire human race? I, for one, am eager to see all my hard work finally come to fruition. Now then, let’s get a look at you.” The scientist pulled the stethoscope from around his neck and put it to my chest. “Hmm, heartbeat is abnormally fast,” he muttered, and I glared at him.

“Oh, really? I wonder why that is.” My voice shook, and I had to force myself to breathe calmly. “You’re just brainwashing and turning me into a zombie so that the Elder Wyrm can move into my head. Nothing evil there.”

“Brainwashing? Oh, no, no, no. This is nothing so crude.” The scientist put the stethoscope back around his neck and smiled at me fondly. “Brainwashing involves high levels of trauma, either physical or mental, to break down a subject’s personality, beliefs and sense of self so that they can be replaced with a new set of ideals. The process can take months, or longer, and the subject still retains who he is at his core. His memories have not been erased, merely suppressed.” He paused as two other scientists converged on me, tightening straps, pulling my eyelids down to shine a light into them, swabbing my skin with something that stung my nostrils. “What we are going to do is a complete mind wipe,” he went on when there was a lull in the ministrations. “We are going to extract your memories and all the emotion, knowledge and skills attached to them, so that your brain will be fully receptive to new memory, skills and personality. Think of it as erasing your computer’s hard drive, removing all files and data, destroying any harmful information or viruses it might’ve picked up and completely starting over.”