She didn"t cry. She hadn"t cried since her father abandoned her to Ansyn Warryck, that sadistic piece of s**t dragon who"d bought her like a pet. She had shed all the tears she had in a little cage in the dragon"s laboratory.
So she stood behind the counter at Good Eats and stared blankly straight ahead. Thoughts whirled through her head like a tornado. Her insides felt like they"d been hollowed out with an ice cream scoop. Luckily the place was empty except for Holly doing some paperwork in the office. It made sense. All the dragons were over at the chief"s place, getting their profiles ready.
What was she going to do?
She needed a plan.
She"d decided long ago she"d never be at the mercy of another person again. Not human. Not dragon. No one. But she"d lied to herself the whole time s
