s**t. The gas gauge was flirting with empty. Jasmine glanced into the rearview mirror for the millionth time. She hadn"t seen another vehicle for over an hour, but she couldn"t shake the worry that any minute a convoy of irritated human police officers and an army of angry dragon shifters would descend upon her. The image was all too real. She shuddered.
She"d bounced over the rough forestry trunk road for hours and her body was weary, but she had to press on. The heavy overcast skies clinging close to the earth as she neared the mountains were her friends today. She wanted to go as far as she could under their cover, which meant she needed to stop and fill her gas tank.
Her heart pounded as she pulled to the shoulder. At least the dense pine and aspen trees crowding up against the edge
