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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

Surprised, I turned away and opened the cupboard that held the meager supplies we’d brought. “Let’s not make this awkward, St. George,” I muttered, pawing through cans of soup and ravioli, jerky packages and bags of candy, anything that could be heated up quickly or eaten on the road. Ugh, maybe I would just grab something later from a drive-through. I didn’t see how Ember could eat Skittles for breakfast every day. “You don’t owe me anything.”

“You saved my life,” the soldier insisted. “You didn’t have to. There was nothing anyone could have done, not with how far away we were from the city. You could’ve let me die.”

“How much of an asshole do you think I am?” I growled, shutting the cupboard door to glare at him. “I didn’t do it because I like you. I did it because it was the right thing to do. Because you’re a decent shot, and you’ll back us up when we need it. Because you know about the Order, how it works, what goes on in their screwed-up heads, and it’s easier to stay alive when we have insider information. I did it for any number of reasons, St. George, and all of them outweighed the desire to watch you bleed out in the dirt.” I narrowed my eyes, taking a sip of bitter coffee to swallow the anger. “So don’t make me regret that choice with stupid questions about why I decided to save your sorry ass. Hard as it is to believe, I don’t let any of my team die if I can help it. And I’d be a piss-poor leader if I let personal feelings get in the way of anything. You don’t know me as well as you might think.”

For some reason, that made him close his eyes in a grimace. “Ember told me the same thing once,” he said. “She was right. I didn’t know anything about your kind back then. Everything the Order taught me was wrong.” He drummed his fingers against his arm and glanced down the hall, where Ember, Wes and Jade still slept in quaint, woodsy rooms. “I want to know more,” he said quietly. “I’m trying to understand. Even with Ember, I feel like I’ve barely scratched the surface.”

“If only you had a dragon around to explain these things to you.”