And this time, we’re stepping back into the past…
She couldn’t be dead. She couldn’t. I’d survived, and she was stronger–tougher–than me. How could she die? How could that be possible?
And then I saw something else.
Dawn had well and truly passed.
That’s why my rescuer had been so vague about Rainey. They couldn’t find her. And no matter how much they looked, they would never would. The flesh of a dead dragon incinerated at the first touch of sunrise.