Sacred Omega

Even the really hot ones.

I met him in a bar the night before I left to move across the country--and I never expected to see him again.

But then he followed me. . .

It would be creepy if he was just a stalker--but he’s not. He’s a protector, shielding me from a group of nutjobs who believe in dragons.

He saved my life--but now it’s my turn.

And apparently, the nutjobs aren’t wrong. Dragons are real.

And I hold the key to saving them all.