Miri’s Dragon

Miri's Dragon

Book Two in The Dragon Wars Series

by Antonia Tiranth

Genre: Young Adult Paranormal

Tags: Dragons, psionics,

Release: November 2, 2012

Editor: Lea Schizas

Cover Designer: Delilah K. Stephans

Words: 18123

Pages: 56

ISBN: 978-1-77127-193-6

Price: $3.50

Back Cover:

Miri Spencer’s world was shattered when her Link Partner was killed on a routine scouting mission. Now, she carries on, wondering why she does, until Jordan arrives. Jordan has snuck into the Compound to find someone for his twin brothers’ Link, Kellan. Neither of them expected the other to be the start of a new future.

As Miri opens her eyes to the reality of the Program, Jordan tries desperately to make her see that he is her true Link. Will the heartbroken woman see before it is too late for either of them?

Excerpt:

After coming out of the coma, I had been given a small room deep inside the Compound. No windows here but it suited me in my current mood. I set my feet on the cold stone floor, forcing myself to stand and enter the small, cramped bathroom. I quickly washed my face, not really caring to take a shower this morning, and stared at myself in the mirror. The dark curls that usually formed a cloud around my head, hung dull and lifelessly. There were black circles under my eyes and my skin was pale. I looked a mess and didn’t care. Nothing mattered anymore. Enoch was gone. What was there to live for? I remembered telling Kellan how she shouldn’t enter the deep link without being hooked to the monitors. Now I wanted to find the one who invented the fail safes and beat him to a pulp. Better to die with my dragon than survive his passing.

There was a knock on the door. My soldier escort to my daily session. Why did I have to be escorted anyway? Even before this none of the psions went anywhere without a guard. Didn’t they have better things to do with their time? Like, trying to prevent an invasion? Knowing from past experience that if I didn’t answer, he would just come in the room, I went and opened the door.

“Are you ready, Ms. Spencer?”

I was still in my pajamas and barefoot but whatever. He was ready. With a quick nod, I stepped out into the hall, closing the door behind me and followed him, keeping my gaze on his back. The pity in the eyes of people we passed was too much to bear and they didn’t even really understand. One of the other psions might but I didn’t see any of them anymore. I knew through the whispered conversations that Kellan was gone, taken by one of the soldiers and Jericho. Would Jericho return without her as he had done with previous Links? Was she dead? No, I couldn’t think that way. In my dream she was alright but it was just a dream. But if it was, why had it felt so much like a link?

The soldier left me in the counseling room to wait for Dr. Hutchins. He made sure to tell me he would be right outside. Where did he think I was going to go? Out a window? Or somehow navigate the twisting maze, leave the Compound and make it over the fence? This room was nowhere near Dr. Hutchins’s usual office and similar to my quarters, there were no windows.

Our first sessions had been in her office but the sight of the other dragons and their Links sent me into such hysterics that she moved to this smaller room. It held two chairs and a small table. On the table this morning were two glasses, a pitcher of water and a tray of fruit. I sat and waited. Dr. Hutchins came in soon after and sat across from me, smiling.

“Good morning, Miri. You look well today,” she said, brightly.

Liar. I looked like death warmed over in pajamas. “Morning.”

“How are you feeling today?”

“Like shit.”

Her smile faded, her lips becoming a thin line and her brow furrowing. She did that more every day in our little meetings. “Miri, it’s been nearly four months.”

Three months, two weeks, five days, six hours and forty minutes. At least since I’d come out of the coma, which according to Dr. Hutchins lasted about a week. “And?”

“You know that your bond with Enoch was forced by the Program. You could very easily bond with another dragon, if you’d just open your mind to it. You can’t keep on like this.”

I stared at a point on the wall above her shoulder, as she kept on. Blah blah blah, mourning, blah blah the Program, blah blah. It was the same thing every day. And what did she mean by “forced”? Without the machines of the Program there wouldn’t be any Links? Would there? And if it meant so little then why did it still feel like something was crushing my heart? Why did it still hurt so much?

“Miri?”

Blinking and realizing she was looking at me expectantly, I forced my lips into a smile. It felt wrong. “Sure, Dr. Hutchins. I’ll try.”

The blonde woman stared at me and I stared right back. “I’m going to suggest that when a new dragon becomes available for you to be linked to him.”

“No. I don’t want another dragon. I want Enoch!” The words tumbled out of me, even though it would be easier on me if I just smiled and nodded.

“He’s gone, Miri and like it or not, you are in the Program. You will be linked to another dragon.” A soft alarm beeped. Our session was going to be a short one today. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Great.”

About the Author:

Antonia has been writing all her life and in 2009 finally achieved her dream of being a published author.  She is a lover of books, cats, and of course, dragons.

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