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road. As they began to rise, she whipped her hands over her head and exhaled all the air from her lungs while making herself as skinny as possible.
    The dragon was caught off guard by her movement and she managed to slip from the talons, tumbling to the ground below. Her awkward fall resulted in numerous scrapes and cuts, and probably several bruises as well. In the grand scheme of everything that day, it was a smooth escape.
    Until the talons closed on her once more, this time pinning her to the ground as the massive dragon set down basically on top of her.
    “Let me go!” she snapped, struggling to rise.
    “This would have gone easier if you had just stuck around,” an amused voice came from the dragon’s throat. “I just wanted to speak with you.”
    “Bullshit,” she said angrily. “Nobody ever wants to ‘just speak’ with me. Ever. There is always an ulterior motive or purpose. I don’t know what yours is, but I won’t be a part of it!”
    The dragon jerked at the hurt in her voice, recoiling in something like surprise. There was a long period of silence as he considered her statement.
    “How do I convince you that I wish to talk?” the dragon said at last.
    Ana blinked. “Umm,” she said awkwardly, stalling for time. Nobody had ever seemed that genuinely interested before.
    “I want answers,” she told him. “I want to know who you are, what the hell is going on around here, and who those people were that you killed back there.”
    The dragon sagged at the reminder of his earlier actions, but his voice lost no strength. “Agreed.”
    The pressure around her vanished. She lay facedown for several long moments, listening carefully, trying to figure out if this was some other sort of trap. It didn’t make much sense for him to let her go if he wanted to hurt her, but she hadn’t stayed alive this long by making broad assumptions like that.
    Finally she rolled over onto her back. There, standing ten feet or so away from her, was the man she had seen earlier. This was the first time she’d been able to truly see him, besides the glimpse of those stunning eyes of silver-gray. They were there once more, gleaming brightly even in the dark. The eyes reflected the intelligence contained within, but even as she watched, they dimmed.
    “How do you do that?” she asked softly, still staring.
    “Do what?” He seemed confused, looking around. “Change into a dragon?”
    She smiled. “No, I know how you do that. I meant your eyes. A moment ago they were the brightest silver, now they become a gray tinged with brown.”
    “Ah,” he said wryly. “That. Sorry, it has been a…while…since I have last shifted. I forgot. As for the answer, I am sorry, I do not know. Something to do with my dragon, I am sure. You have my apologies if I startled you.”
    “You didn’t,” she assured him, finally tearing her eyes away to look at the rest of him. “It was beautiful.” She clammed up abruptly, not having meant to be so blunt. A rush of blood stroked her cheeks as embarrassment filtered through her.
    A smile caressed his face, pulling at the facial hair he had growing around his lips. The simple goatee worked for him, the dark brown around his lips and chin the perfect contrast between a full beard and clean-shaven. The rest of his face had a day’s worth of stubble on it, and the short hair on his head looked like it could use a trim as well. He obviously kept it cut very close to the skin, though not shaven on top. The smile pulled his teeth apart for a second, revealing rows of pearly whites any celebrity would die for.
    He walked closer to her. “I think I should take a look at that,” he said, pointing at her leg.
    She scrambled backward, her hasty motion the opposite of the smooth, graceful flow of his steps. He looked like a creature from a story the way he walked. He wore a dark, long-sleeved shirt with three buttons, all of which were done up. It was a form-hugging outfit, revealing his firm core