15
Rakon
Two weeks later.
“Hey.”
I jerked upright in bed.
It was dark out, and I glanced at the clock. Three in the morning.
My pulse was fast, and I was sweating a little.
A breeze came in through the open window. Looking over, a street light was shining right into my bedroom. Well, Nikki’s guest bedroom, but it was mine since it looked like I was her roommate for a bit.
Hey.
I jerked again. That voice was…
Kieran?
No. Well. Yes. Kinda.
It was a deep voice and growling, but not growling at the same time.
My heart started to pound harder, more insistent.
Thud.
Thud.
Thud.
It was Kieran’s dragon.
Is Kieran okay? Is he hurt?
Why did I care so much?
He’s fine. He’s busy right now.
So busy he wouldn’t know his dragon was reaching out?
What’s he doing?
He’s busy.
Busy?
