Epilogue

Rune stared at the messages scrolling across his pager in rapid succession. Primitive technology, but effective when everyone else in the world was using cell phones and internet. Those trying to track his ass down would have a harder time with this. It’d worked so far at least.

Fuck me.

If this was to be believed, his former team had just screwed themselves.

The Alaz team destroyed, and the Huracáns getting ready to build an army and go to war over the Americas dragon shifters, siding with the gold, blue, and black kings. And…recruiting?

He stared at the one word, a band of excitement hitting a wave of dread.

He was going to be called upon soon. Decades ago, when he’d discovered the way mates were being used politically, he’d known a fight would be coming. A fight to take down those in power. Because anyone who’d dare use such a sacred thing in their society for political gain had to be truly evil. That meant the Mating Council, the Alliance were probably in on it, the kings. Fuck if he hadn’t been right. And the fight was coming now.

A hushed beeping went off on one of the monitors in the room. A sensor scanning the mountain around them. Probably a damn goat or some other animal native to the area. With a sigh, he turned off his pager and stuffed it in a pocket of his utility pants, then pushed back from the desk and rolled to the screen showing the sensor that had been tripped. With a couple of keystrokes, he brought up the camera situated there.

And froze.

“What in the seven hells?” He looked closer, but that didn’t change the image.

A woman was climbing his mountain. With a system of ropes and what appeared to be more gear than she should be able to handle given her petite size, but that didn’t make it not real.

Awareness tightened in his belly as he took in grainy details of a gamine face with large eyes, blue maybe, made more piquant by the short cut of her dark hair. Like a human-sized pixie just entered his domain. But her look of total determination was what had him staring harder, his dragon giving a low rumble of approval.

As he watched, she glanced up and stilled. Could she see the camera hidden among the rocks? After staring directly into it, almost as though she was looking right at him, she spoke. Except the camera wasn’t set up for sound, so he couldn’t hear her voice.

But he didn’t need to. He could read her lips just fine.

“I’m looking for Rune Abaddon.”

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