you. I tried to retreat to a cave in the heart of a dark forest at the edges of the land my father conquered when he ruled a thousand years ago. I hoped that doing so would keep me far from the burdens of civilization. I was wrong. Men like war. Men like to kill other men for what they have. Your uncle found my cave because he was soldier. He found me because of destiny.â
Alexandra felt as if a mudslide had washed over her shoulders and into her face. If she could only spit out the gravel binding her tongue, she could ask the first of a thousand questions to this unbelievable creature sitting in front of her.
Peeking into her mind, Kraven pulled the question from her lips before she could form the words. âYes, I am cursed,â he said, âbut not by immortality. Dragon blood made me this way, but the true curse of my life is my insatiable craving for the only thing I ever wanted as a mortal man. Until now, I was never able to claim what I wanted, even as an immortal. You will lift the curse, Alexandra. You will save me.â
Rubbing Jackâs spotted belly, Alexandra let her eyes linger on the boy on the playground. âHow can you be so sure?â she said. The question drifted to Kraven over the light breeze.
His fingers reached for the medallion dangling from the leather cord around Alexandraâs neck. Etched into the bronze was a creature with the tail and wings of a dragon. The creature pictured spat a plume of fire, but from the head of a man. âThis medallion was meant for you,â Kraven said. âJust as I am.â
Inside the pocket of her cut-off jean shorts, her cell phone buzzed. Alexandra ignored the ring until it stopped and rang again.
She glanced at the call screen and then at Kraven. A blush spread across her cheeks. âHello,â she stammered into the phone.
At that moment, a police car was backing out the Woodwardâs driveway, with Taylor fuming, cuffed in the back seat.
Benjamin climbed into the driverâs seat of his motherâs BMW. âAlex,â he said calmly into his cell phone, âwe have a problem.â
Alexandra rolled her eyes. âWhat did Taylor do now?â she asked, giggling. âDrown her stepmother?â
Silence.
âHello?â Alexandra asked. âBen?â
âTaylorâs on her way to jail,â he admitted.
âOh swell,â Alexandra sighed as she nudged Jack from her lap. Her legs wobbled beneath her as she stood and planted a hand on her hip. âWhat are we going to do?â
Benjamin grinned. âWeâll figure something out. You want to come over to my house? Iâm rolling up in the driveway now. With luck, Mom is asleep. Being pregnant has turned her into a whole different person. She likes to bake these days: apple pie, brownies, carrot cake, so thereâs lots to eat. Sheâs turned into some kind of Suzie Homemaker all of a sudden. She even asks if I need help with my math homework.â He stopped, realizing that he was rambling because she made him nervousâa good type of excited queasiness, the kind of feeling he got in his stomach when he saw perfect, ten-foot waves breaking offshore under a pink and gold sunrise.
Alexandra winked at Kraven. âI would,â she said hesitating, âbut my Jeep . . . â
âI forgot,â Benjamin said before the girl could offer a polite excuse for not driving to the other side of the city. âYou donât need to come over, Alex. Can I . . . â
âSure,â Alexandra gushed before Benjamin finished his question.
Kraven tensed beside her.
âUm,â she hesitated, âYou donât mind if we have company?â
âSure,â Benjamin said gruffly. âNo problem.â He paused, the silence awkward. âYour friend might come in handy if we have to break Taylor out of the pokey.â
âOkay,â Alexandra said, laughing and yanking on Jackâs leash. âIâll
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