Flying Blind: The Dragon Diaries by Deborah Cooke

Author:Deborah Cooke [Cooke, Deborah]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2012-07-29T23:17:39+00:00

Chapter 14

I woke up with a gasp, my heart pounding and sweat running down my back. The guys were sleeping al around me, the fi re down to glowing

embers on the hearth. It was snowing again outside, but inside everything was normal.

Except that Isabel e was sitting up beside me, her eyes wide and her hands on her mouth. “His name is Kohana,” she whispered.

No! We could not have shared a dream.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, fl opping back down into my warm sleeping bag. I turned my back on her, facing Adrian, eyes open.

Isabel e exhaled shakily. She settled back into her sleeping bag. I could tel by the rate of her breathing that she was wideawake.

One thing was for sure: this Wyvern gig could have used a 165

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manual. I wasn’t going to think about the fact that Jared had the closest thing to one in his possession.

In fact, I wasn’t going to think about him at al .

And I wasn’t going to think about Garrett turning against me.

Or Nick being angry with me.

Or Liam getting hurt because of me.

I had a crick in my neck. My head was pounding and my tongue felt thick and icky. My stomach was stil unhappy. I decided right then and there that I didn’t like sparkling wine after al .

I knew I had to get out of that cabin. I’d suffocate if I stayed.

The sky was turning pearly gray, but the cabin seemed fi l ed with an oppressive darkness.

I couldn’t stand it one moment longer.

I tugged my jeans into my sleeping bag to warm them up a bit, then pul ed them on. I sorted my boots out of the pile by the door, grabbed Alex’s

leather jacket—which I was starting to hope I could keep for the duration—and headed to the outhouse.

IT WAS SNOWING LIGHTLY. The sky looked as if the storm clouds were settling into place, intending to bury us alive in fresh snow.

Not that I was getting negative or anything.

I felt better, though, just getting out of there.

I pul ed my rune stone from my pocket as I walked. It had changed again. The F tree looked more insubstantial than it had before. Like it was fading.

I couldn’t begin to imagine what that meant.

I was in the outhouse when I heard footsteps; then someone coughed. I was bundling back up when voices started to whisper.

Practical y begging me to eavesdrop.

“She can’t be holding out on us.” Liam sounded cranky. “I don’t know why you’d think that.”

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“I can’t not think it. Nothing else makes sense.” Garrett spoke in an undertone.

“Do you think anyone has any aspirin?”

“Never mind that. The Wyvern traditional y stayed away from the Pyr, didn’t she?”

“So? You mean she’d deliberately hold out on us?”

“What else could she be doing?”

“But why?”

“To teach us that we can’t rely upon her, maybe. I don’t know!

Wyverns are supposed to be mysterious, too.”

“I don’t know. Doesn’t seem like Zoë.”

“Then what’s she doing here?” Garrett chal enged.

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