Chapter 13
“Dragons beget dragons, and phoenixes beget phoenixes.”
–Chinese Proverb
She was a thunderbird.
Grigori still couldn’t believe it. He’d never seen one before, but every drakeling was told stories about them. They were fierce shifters that in one blinding instant transformed from humans into birds of lightning and thunder. They could drop from the sky and break the sound barrier. And when they flapped their wings in a particular way they could create a sonic boom. The vibration was powerful enough to kill a dragon.
It was how his father had died, he had cornered a pair of thunderbirds, and when they fought back he’d been killed. His mother hadn’t been able to survive her grief. She died only a few days later. She’d had only enough time to call Grigori and tell him what happe
