Page 2 of Bewitching the Dragon
“Sorry,” she said, like she’d done something wrong, but he was too busy still staring at the place on his arm where her skin had come into contact with his.
“Holy shit, you aren’t…”Human. She wasn’t human. Humans didn’t make magic flare like that. Humans didn’t even know magic existed.
Rebecca gave him an uncertain smile. “I’m not what?”
Rahu glanced at her friend, who was peering over her shoulder, studying him. She definitely looked human, but then again, so did Rebecca. Not that most supernatural creatures, to the naked eye, didn’t look human; it was just…there was something about them, some sort of aura they let off, that told others what they were.
Except Rebecca didn’t have that aura. Yet that zap of electricity was definitely otherworldly.
He reached out and brushed his fingers along the skin of her arm. This time he could actually see tiny sparks trail in the wake of his touch.
“Holy gods, what are you?”
She laughed nervously while glancing over her shoulder at her friend. “Um, just a girl, sitting at a bar, waiting for the band to start playing. What are you?”
“That’s it?” He canted his head, trying to figure out if she was being coy for her friend’s sake, or if… “Wait. You don’t know.”
How was that possible? How was a supernatural being even born without realizing what they were?
But he recalled last fall, Petra had told him Rebecca didn’t know the baby she’d been taking care of was a dragon. And she sure looked plenty confused right now. Plus, if she knew what she was, she’d know he was a dragon, wouldn’t she?
“Have you ever heard of dragons?” he asked, watching closely for signs of recognition.
“Is that another band?”
“Huh?”
She waved at the makeshift stage set up in front of the windows overlooking Royal Street. “The band tonight is called Warlocks of War.”
“Catchy,” he muttered.
“They’re really good,” her friend said, and then she thrust her arm over Rebecca’s shoulder. “I’m Charlotte.”
He shook her hand. Nothing. No sparks, no electricity. Just a firm grip. Charlotte was 100 percent human.
“And this is Becca,” she added.
“Becca,” he repeated, turning his focus to the most definitely not-human blonde who, now that he was really paying attention, he could suddenly tell wassomething.
What the hell? That aura had definitely not been there five minutes ago. Not until she’d grabbed his arm.
“And you are…?” Charlotte prompted.
“Rahu Volos,” he said automatically.
“Cool name,” Becca said. “Does it have a special meaning?”
Was she kidding? “Rahu means head of the dragon.”
She smiled, but it wasn’t a sly,I know what you aresmile. It was more of a,Oh, that’s really coolsmile.
“You really don’t know?” he asked, staring at her.
“Know what?”
“How utterly strange it is you’d be hanging out with a dragon,” a male voice said, butting into their conversation.
Rahu whipped his head to the side to stare at…the lead singer from the 90s rock band, Cinderella?
