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Excerpt 3 – from Chapter 2 (Obitus’s POV):
I sat back on Karla’s couch, my ankle dangling over my other leg’s knee. The place
looked strange, all the objects crowding the already tiny space. But then again my idea
of a cozy home was a large cave with enough room for me to roll around in my dragon
form. Humans were small creatures. In fact, everything in Akai was small and cramped.
The weres leader paced, hands clasped at his back. He was fun too. Jeremy Hays was a
lanky thing with bright red hair that stood out like antennas. He had piercing green eyes
and the nasty habit of biting the inside of his cheek. I liked that worried look about him.
I liked the fear that radiated from him too. He made a considerable effort to cover the
fact that he was looking at anything but me. A couple of times, his gaze came close to
meeting mine. Well, reasonably close. I think the progress froze somewhere around the
“What’s taking the gargoyle so long?” he muttered.
I shrugged. “Sharpening the knife for dinner.”
The werecat flinched. “That’s dragon humor, right?”
I chuckled. “Oh yes, we’re funny like that. Dragons, you know? Never a dull moment.”
The piercing green eyes finally focused on me and Jeremy smiled. He looked very cat-
like right then. I’d first seen him in his cat form–cats were lovely creatures. Tiny as a dot
but so resourceful and agile. I liked cats. I was still iffy about Jeremy though.
“So tell me, what do you get out of it?” he asked eyeing his nails.
I held up a hand. “We’ll discuss it when Kann is here. I don’t like repeating myself.”
Jeremy smiled and nodded, resuming his pacing about. Maybe it was a cat thing, not
being able to stand still when they were nervous.