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  Name pronunciations

  1) Stranger Danger

  2) Terror

  3) Anxiety

  4) Tension

  5) Past Ghosts

  6) Dream-Vision

  7) Talking Wolf

  8) Jezzaray's

  9) Awakening

  10) Understanding

  11) Son Of Fenrir

  12) Spirit Walk

  13) Bound By A Promise

  14) Blood Magic

  15) Were-wolf Den

  16) Whipping Boy

  17) Mind Power

  18) Ilyium Compound

  19) Dream-Nightmare

  20) Dead Were

  21) Monster From The Past

  22) Missing

  23) Caves

  24) Adariasthorn

  25) Alive

  26) Acceptance

  27) Soul Reality

  28) Phoenix

  29) First Flight

  DRACONES

  Awakening

  Book One

  By

  Sheri-Lynn Marean

  Copyright © 2016

  This book is for your enjoyment only. You may not sell, give away, copy, reproduce, distribute, transmit in any form, (whole or part) by any means, electronic, digital, optical, mechanical, including photocopying, recording, printing, information storage and retrieval system, without written permission from the author. Any person who does any unauthorized act in relation to this publication may be liable to criminal prosecution and civil claims for damages.

  All rights reserved.

  ISBN-13: 978-0-9949903-1–0

  Contact info: [email protected]

  Acknowledgement

  I wish to thank everyone who helped make this book possible: Authors Donya Lynne, and Valerie Comer, thank you for your patience as I muddle my way through the self-pub haystack. Author E.M. Youman, thank you for helping build my website. Thank you to my beta readers; Lisa Smith Hayes, Alana Lan Perry Repetsky, Maria Trojanowski, Tomirika Myles, Vickie Harper, Justine Beltrame, Sharon Richmond, Karen Neary, Krista McAtee, AL A. Hersi. If I forgot anyone, it wasn’t intentional.

  Cover ART by Mihaela Voicu.

  To my family who never doubted I could write a book, never mind a series—love you all.

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  Name pronunciations

  Ahryanna = Air ee anna

  Adariasthorn = Ad air ee as thorn

  Amelis = Am ell is

  Annalee = Anna lee

  Arlow = Ar low

  Brimstone = Brim stone

  Caden = Cade en

  Cassandra = Cass andra

  Club Purgatori = Club Purg a tori

  Cristoz = Chris t oh z

  Damien = Day me en

  Daniel = Dan yell -

  Daven = Dave en

  Dracones = Drack oh nes

  Drakayeh = Drak ay ah

  Elianna = Ell ee ana

  Fenrir = Fen rar

  GennaD = Gen na D

  Hellfire = Hell fire

  Herasa = Her as a -

  Hinah = Hine ah

  Ilyium = Ill ee um

  Jaxsaron = Jacks sair on

  Jezzaray’s = Jezz a ray’s

  Justin = Jus tin

  Kalesia = Kal ee see ah

  Kiah-thorn = Key ah thorn

  Kyrian = Kear ee an

  Latia = La tee ah -

  Loki = Low key

  Lyle = Lie el

  Marcius = Mar see us

  Mark = Mark -Were-wolf

  Nix = Nicks

  Nolan = No lan

  Okami = Oak a mee

  Phoibos= Foe Bow s

  Raven = Ray ven

  Raymund = Ray mund

  Real = re el -Gabreal

  Ritandon = Rit an don

  Rhodan Dark Azi = Row dan Dark Az ee

  Rory = Roar ee

  Samarias = Sam a rye as

  Samuels = Sam u els

  Serena = Sere e na

  Sevaris = Sev air is

  Seville = Sev ill

  Shay Dubara = Sha ee Du bara

  Sheraya = Sher ay ah

  Sin = S in

  Skulla = Skul la

  Soroyan = So roy an

  Summerthorn Summer thorn

  Supe’s = Soup’s

  Taraven = Ta raven

  Tartaria = Tar tare eah

  Tierney = Teer nee

  Thaniel = Than yell

  Toren = Tor en

  Tragic = Tra gick

  Val Jean = Val Je an

  Yvan = I van

  Zander J’arzan = Zan der J’ ar zan

  Zeveride = Zev er ide

  Chapter One

  Stranger Danger

  Fate is a twisted bitch! Tierney leaned close to the tank of her shiny new Ducati and raced down the highway in rural Washington. Dark clouds above hummed with the promise of snow, though at the moment only a faint mist fell. It was just enough to make the roads slick and perilous. Her mood volatile, she accelerated around the next curve, not caring about the danger as she sought escape from the fear threatening to overtake her.

  Mind in turmoil, she had hoped the chill wind and fast ride would ease her stress, but it failed. Tierney shuddered and nausea rolled through her at the memory of her recent vision. She’d seen her dad, a Fallen Angel, surrounded by black robed figures. It was their enemy, the Ilyium.

  She should be used to the horrors of life. After all, her mother and little brother died when their village was attacked when she was seven. They fled their homeworld of Tartaria through a magical portal to Earth, and now, after fourteen years, she worked with her dad and two best friends as private investigators.

  They didn’t need the money, but it appeased their supernatural need to help others. Though their more mundane work was spent investigating cheating wives and husbands, they also tracked missing spouses, runaway teens and abducted children. The satisfaction of finding and bringing a missing child home to frantic parents, helped to balance all the cases that ate at them. The ones that drove sorrow into their souls and filled them with anger—the murderers and child molesters.

  After she exited the highway to a tree-lined, rutted track, Tierney spotted two sets of fresh tire tracks and grinned. Looks like my hunch might just pay off. This case may be closed before it even gets started. If Shay’s here, that is. But her grin faded the further in she rode. A canopy of trees blocked the darkening sky, and the eerie, dark forest made her dragon senses crawl with unease.

  An immortal Dracones, born of another Dracones and a Fallen, Tierney had so far lived in human form. But she had a dragon, another part of her that dwelled inside as well, and it was itching to get out. Now that she had turned twenty-one, she was due to go through her Awakening within the next twelve months. It would allow her to shift into her dragon form at will. She so couldn’t wait. Then she’d be able to kick ass on a much larger scale.

  Dracones and Fallen could communicate telepathically and were also gifted with heightened senses. Stronger and swifter than humans, they healed extremely quickly. Most had other abilities as well, though some didn’t surface until closer to their twenty-first year. As far back as she could remember, Tierney possessed enhanced empathy, and could calm or soothe others. When she entered her teen years, she began to read minds. She used to think her gifts were cool, but now, after the ability of foresight gave her a terrifying glimpse into the future, she was no longer so sure.

/>   Senses screaming that she wasn’t alone, Tierney slowed her Ducati and searched both sides of the dense forest. She gave herself a mental shake when no one popped out of the shadows. Enough with the paranoia! She let the thundering of the Ducati soothe her, and soon the trees thinned out and she rumbled into a spacious clearing. Huh, go figure. My hunch paid off. A green Saab and a blue Chevy pickup sat in front of a faded, plank-board hunting shack.

  The door to the shack swung open as she pulled up and stopped beside the two vehicles. Daniel, whom she recognized from the investigation files, stepped out onto the rickety porch. His eyes were wide with panic as he held a gun up in shaking hands. Great, just what I need, a gun-toting idiot with no clue how to use the thing. She set the kickstand and climbed off the bike.

  “Who are you? This is private property, you’re trespassing.” Daniel glared at her and she had to resist the urge to rip the gun out of his hand. Didn’t anyone ever tell you not to point a gun at someone unless you plan to use it? She shoved her annoyance away. His short blond hair, and sweet baby-face made his attempt to appear menacing fail big time.

  Though she had been itching for a fight, now really wasn’t the time. With an eye on the nine-millimeter Beretta in his hand, she pulled off her helmet and pushed her long black hair out of her face as she strode forward. She stopped a few feet from the shack. “The safety’s on.”

  “Wha—?” Daniel glanced at the gun with dismay, before looking back at her with clueless brown eyes.

  “Shay,” Tierney called, ignoring baby-face as she looked toward the door.

  “Leave her alone, go away,” Daniel said, panic tingeing his voice.

  Tierney sighed. I’m really not in the mood for this crap. “Chill, I just want to talk to her.”

  Though she usually kept her mental shields up around humans, a precaution to prevent her from going crazy over their haphazard thoughts, she now lowered them. How did this woman find us? I love Shay, I can’t lose her. Daniel’s thoughts screamed in her head while Shay’s worries came to her from inside the shack. Why can’t my parents leave me alone?

  “Shay, you need to come out and talk or I’ll tell your parents where you are,” Tierney called to her.

  A moment later the door creaked open and Shay stepped out beside Daniel. Tierney bit back a smile. The recent photo Shay’s parents had given Tierney depicted a stylish, but shy, slender young woman with long brown hair, and brown doe eyes.

  The young woman in front of her now, looked anything but stylish or shy. She wore a tight pink t-shirt, crisp new blue jeans, and rubber mud boots a couple sizes too large. Her long hair had been cut into a shoulder-length bob with blond highlights, and there was an air of stubbornness to her.

  “Go back inside!” Daniel said to Shay.

  Shay ignored him. “W-who are you? What do you want?” Her gaze darted around the clearing before focusing back on Tierney. Is she alone? Are my parents here as well? How did she find me? Damn this bra itches …

  Tierney wanted to roll her eyes but didn’t. “Yes, I’m alone. My name is Tierney. Your parents hired me to find you.”

  Anger lit Shays face momentarily, before a blank mask slid into place.

  Daniel glared at Tierney. Why can’t anyone leave us alone? I won’t let her take Shay! “She’s not going anywhere,” he said, voice rising with fear.

  Shay shook her head. “No, I-I won’t go back.” I always obey my parents. I do everything they want, but for once I want something. I’m not doing it, not this time. Again, Tierney bit back a grin at the thought that Shay had likely never defied her parents’ wishes in her life, until now. “Shay, you need to talk to them.”

  “They arranged a marriage for me,” Shay said. I refuse to marry the arrogant ass that they picked out. Geez, the guy thinks he’s God’s gift to women. Besides, I love Daniel.

  Tierney sighed. She really needed to get going. “Not my business, but, you’re twenty, right?”

  Shay nodded.

  “Aren’t you old enough to decide who you marry?” Tierney asked. Shay nodded again. “So stand up to them, or not.” Tierney shrugged. “I’ll give you until noon tomorrow to contact them before I tell them I’ve found you.”

  “Ah, all right.” Shay blinked in surprise.

  Tierney narrowed her eyes. “If you run again, I’ll find you, and I won’t be happy,” she said, careful of her wording. Certain words tended to bind her to them.

  “I won’t,” Shay promised, and though Daniel pursed his lips, he nodded as well.

  “Treat her well, Daniel.” Tierney shot the guy a last warning look before walking back to her bike.

  “Thank you,” Shay said. I can do this…

  Tierney grinned to herself as she heard Shay’s resolve to fight for what she wanted. It may be her job to find people, but she couldn’t stand overbearing parents that ran their children’s lives for no other reason than to be controlling.

  Tierney climbed on her bike and checked her phone. After finding no new calls or texts, she started the Ducati and headed back the way she had come. Damn. Where are you Dad? It’s been seven days. Zander was supposed to be gone only two. Worried sick, she absently scanned the sparse trees and brush until a sudden, eerie cold claimed her and her surroundings wavered. Frowning, Tierney braked hard, set her foot down and looked around. She scowled. A faint light circled the ground in front of her as if a flashlight were illuminating the way. What the fuck? She watched the light for a moment before raising her eyes to the darkening sky, which now appeared different than it had just moments before.

  Tierney blinked as the sky suddenly turned wavy, then like one picture superimposed over another, it lightened. Another set of lighter, fluffier clouds appeared, along with the faint silhouette of a bird. The more she focused on the bird, the clearer it became.

  The large, black, ghost-like raven circled above her head once, then twice and a third time. Tierney shivered at the feeling that it was watching her. But then suddenly the sky just returned to normal—no sign of the bird. And she was no longer cold. Fabulous, now I’m imagining things! Still scowling, she gave the bike some gas and refocused on the dirt track.

  A moment later Sami’s voice filled her head. “Tierney. Where the hell are you?” he asked telepathically. Sami was one of her best friends, and like a beloved brother to her.

  “Sorry, I’m on my way home. You hear anything from Dad or Jax?” She looked both ways before turning onto the highway.

  “Nothing on Dad, and Jax texted. He’s running late.”

  Huh, no surprise. Wonder if he’ll even show? “All right, thanks, Sami.”

  Tierney swore impatiently when she ended up behind a slow old man, driving a rusty pickup truck. There was a steady stream of oncoming cars in the other lane. Finally, when the last car went by, she sucked in a breath, exhaled, and gunned the Ducati. She blew past the truck and kept going, while acid churned in her gut as she worried over her dad, Sami, and his brother, Jax.

  After a thousand years of war with their vicious enemy the Ilyium, the number of Dracones and Fallen on Tierney’s home world had substantially dwindled. Some, like them, even fled to other realms. While the existence of all the different supernatural beings was well known on Tartaria, on Earth they kept their presence secret in fear of human reaction. They didn’t need any more enemies.

  Until last month that is. She silently swore when she thought about the two well-hidden, Fallen males who had recently been murdered. The count was now down to seventy-five Fallen, and fifty-three Dracones here on Earth, at least that her dad knew about. The recent murders stunned them, then they found evidence at the scene which led them to believe either a Fallen, or Dracones, had betrayed them. He or she might even be helping the Ilyium.

  When her dad told her he planned to head to Olympia for two days, she didn’t think anything of it. He often went on business trips. But when he mentioned he was meeting someone claiming to have information about the traitor, his words filled her with dread. A momen
t later everything went black.

  Zander knelt in a shiny, dark pool of blood, surrounded by black robed figures wielding swords. The figures danced, chanted and swayed, before one swung a sword at her dad’s head.

  When the vision cleared, Tierney opened her eyes to find herself on the floor in her dad’s arms, shaking. “Holy Demons.” She stared at him in horror as she pushed to her feet. “You can’t go!”

  Zander sighed, stood and pulled her into a hug and Tierney could feel his regret. “I love you, but until this traitor is caught, you’re not safe.”

  She pulled away, her spine stiffening in resolve. “Well, I’ll come with you—”

  Zander shook his head.

  “At least take one of us,” she insisted.

  “No.” End of discussion.

  While he was gone, Tierney’s dread continued to worsen. She couldn’t eat, and a recurring nightmare of her vision kept her from sleeping. When she did sleep, she awoke with tears on her face, and her whole-body trembling after seeing that sword swing repeatedly.

  Her attempt to keep her worry at bay, by diving into all their current cases, didn’t work. Two days after he left, Tierney called the hotel in Olympia where Zander was supposed to be staying. They said he never checked in. Sami tried to track his car but the Lo-Jack was disabled, and his cell went straight to voice mail.

  They filed a Missing Person’s Report with the Olympia PD, who they sometimes worked with. The police put out a BOLO and said they’d let her know if they found or heard anything. Tierney wasn’t holding her breath. She knew the Ilyium had her dad, and it wasn’t like she could tell the police that bit of information.

  Tierney shoved thoughts of her dad away as her earlier unease, a sense of being spied upon, grew stronger. A quick glance in her side mirror showed a large, black Escalade hot on her tail. Jackass! Attention back on the road, she gunned the bike and shot forward.

  The black behemoth caught up, making her growl in anger. What’s this creep’s problem? she thought, when a menacing voice drifted through her head.