XVI
The highway sped by in a blur as Miri dialed Jasmine.
Jasmine’s voicemail sounded again.
“Crap,” she said, disconnecting.
The tall buildings and traffic whirred by like a headache that would never leave. She took her glasses off and set them on the console. Running her fingers through her hair, she rested her head against the window and closed her eyes.
What happened?
Miri would never forget the fear in Jasmine’s voice. The screaming.
If anything happened to her, she would never be able to forgive herself.
And Dark….
He had lied to her. She should have never trusted the old dragon. She was going to make him regret the lie. She didn’t know how, but she was going to reassert her dominance.
This was not acceptable.
This wasn’t the old ages. This wasn’t an elven village on the b
