Explosive Headline -- END BOOK ONE

Dragons.

"That thing the night we met—"

"The dragon."

"Ah. So it was a dragon."

"Yes."

"It didn't have wings."

"Not all dragons have wings."

"Ah."

Silence falls as I work through his bombshell.

"So these dragons… They're after me?"

He snaps his fingers. "Now she's getting it."

The humor throws me off guard; it seems out of character for this strange not-a-panther-shifter. "And your job is…?"

"To prevent them from getting what they want." He gestures toward me. "You."

"Because I'm a… Catalyst, is that what you said?"

He tilts his head. "Yes. You used those powers the night we met. You helped me shift. That's when I suspected you were the target."

"Okay." I nod slowly.