The Soul of the Dragon Signed Paperback

A fae princess on the run. A dragon who refuses to lose. Let the hunt begin.

The Hunted

Being the fae king’s stepdaughter means I’ve always been a pawn, but when he decides to claim me as his next queen, I refuse.

So he locks me away and binds my magic, ensuring I have no way to fight back.

But I escape.

Now I’m running, powerless and desperate to find a way to break his hold over me.

I know he’ll send someone after me. I just never expected another dragon.

Or that when he finds me… I won’t want to run.

The Hunter

I killed my father to rip open a portal to the fae realm, but the curse on my kind is far from broken.

The fae king offers me a deal. Find his runaway bride, and he’ll lead me to the amulet that can set me free.

I don’t care who she is or why she ran.

Until I catch her.

She’s fierce. Defiant. And she smells like mine.

I tell myself it’s impossible. All I have to do is resist the pull.

But she’s hiding a secret, and the longer I chase her, the more I begin to suspect—she’s not just any fae.

She’s an omega. And I’m never letting her go.

Kitra



Holy hellfire, praise the Goddess. I was free.


Now that I could breathe normally again, I sucked in enough air to fill my lungs and held it. 


Just then a crack sounded behind me. I pulled the knife at my belt, swiveled around, and drew my arms in for an attack. I didn't see anything, but I had not mistaken that sound. Something or someone had stepped on a branch and broke it in half. 


I surveyed the area in every direction possible, but could find nothing out of place. Still, the hairs on the back of my neck were standing on end and I knew never to ignore my instincts. If I was being followed, then it was on me to keep moving and do everything I could to lose them.


Keeping the knife at the ready I ran in the direction of the falls. Soon I would have to take a real rest and try to find some food in order to keep up this pace. But until then, I wove back and forth in different directions without ever losing sight of my intended path. And by the time my body gave out and I stumbled to the forest floor, I was pretty sure whoever followed me had to be lost. 


I needed food and shelter. And more importantly, water. I was going on twenty-four hours since I'd escaped my prison cell and there'd been no time to grab supplies before bolting from the castle. The forest itself could offer shelter. I would find a tree worth climbing and take rest amongst sturdy branches. Food I could likely find as well, although without my power, it would be difficult to know what was safe to ingest other than a few berries. 


I sighed as the frustration of my situation settled coldly into my bones. I wasn't even close to giving up, but what I wouldn't give for my comfortable bed, a meal provided for me, and the warm embrace of my mother's arms...


Wearier than I could ever recall, I pushed back to my feet and quickly found a tree to climb. A tree wouldn't protect me one hundred percent, but it would make it difficult for all but the most cunning predators to find me. Which meant I first needed to do something to hide my scent. 


I wandered away from the tree in the opposite direction I intended to travel in the morning. At every quarter of a mile, I scooped up dirt and fallen leaves and rubbed them on my clothes and skin. It wasn't foolproof, but it was better than nothing. I eventually wove my way back to my chosen tree and began to climb.


After making my way about halfway up, I found the perfect spot. I grabbed a few of the smaller, leaf-heavy branches and broke them free. I then curled against the trunk and used the smaller branches and leaves to cover me and provide warmth. 


I'd done this many times before. 
Although never this deep into the dark forest. 


Out here on the border of the realm, the wilder creatures lived. Danger lurked around every corner, and if I wasn't careful I could fall victim. However, given the choice of the unknown versus my stepfather and his dungeon, I'd choose the chaos of the forest every time.


As my eyes drooped shut, my worries began to fade. I believed in the power of fae and even without mine, magic still thrived around me. It was all I had, and it had to be enough.


"Boo!"