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going to kill me.”
    “How did they get out?” Trelon muttered as
he saw Amber and Jade’s distinctive dragons running through a
section and disappearing inside a building. “There is something on
top of the building!”
    “Trelon,” Zoran said in a low voice.
    “I saw something moving down there,” Trelon
growled. “Something that I’ve never seen before.”
    “There have been a lot of things I’ve never
seen before,” Ha’ven commented as he winced as another bolt of
lightning flashed close by and the carts they were in shook. “Am I
the only one who thinks being up high is not a good idea?”
    “I don’t think that is going to be a
problem,” Zoran muttered grimly as his hands tightened around the
bar in front of him. “I suggest everyone hold on.”
    Trelon finally looked down to where Zoran
was staring as the carts began to move again. Now he understood the
apprehension his dragon was feeling. As the lightening flashed
again, he could clearly see that the tracks appeared to end right
in front of them. A loud curse escaped him as he suddenly felt the
cart start to fall. Ha’ven, Kelan, and Creon’s voices rose with his
as they sped downward in a free fall that left his stomach back at
the top of the mountain.
    Laughter exploded from him as the carts
suddenly twisted and turned. They passed through a tunnel with
flashing lights and strange, ghostly faces, before they were back
out into the cavern and a large splash of warm water covered them
as they found themselves suddenly floating in the river.
    “I want to do that again,” Zoran yelled as
he wiped the water from his face and twisted in his seat. “That was
almost as good as being in my dragon form and flying.”
    “Did you see the cave?” Mandra chuckled. “I
jumped when the lights came on.”
    “I loved the twist and turns,” another,
unfamiliar voice said next to Creon.
    Trelon twisted around to see who it was.
Creon was cursing, low at first, then louder, as he finally pushed
the bar holding him up and he half jumped, half fell out of the
back of the cart into the water. It wasn’t long before he was the only one still sitting in the cart.
Some type of braking system must have engaged when the bar lifted
because the carts stopped moving.
    His mouth opened and closed as the ghostly
golden figure of a beautiful woman rose up and float ed toward him. He cleared his throat and his eyes
flashed to where the others were climbing up onto the bank. His
eyes shifted back and he twisted until he was standing in the front
of the cart.
    “Who… what are you?” He asked warily as it
hovered in front of him.
    “Boo!” Arosa said, switching forms.
    Trelon jerked to the side as the floating
form dissolved and in its place was a massive beast with six heads
and glowing red eyes. He called to his dragon as he swung over the side of the cart and into the water.
When he emerged, he was in his dragon form prepared to fight.
    His head snapped around at the sound of
giggles. The gold figure of the woman was once again sitting in the
cart, this time where he and Zoran had been. She waved her hand and
all the bars moved back into place.
    “Trick or Treat, Trelon Reykill,” she
whispered before she and the carts disappeared as if they had never
been there.
    “Trelon,” Zoran called from the bank,
drawing his attention.
    Trelon turned back to glance at Zoran who
stood waiting for him. He moved through the shallow river to the
bank. Digging his claws into the rocky surface, he pulled himself
out. Once he was on dry land, he turned to look once more at where
the woman and the carts had been before he shifted.
    “What was that?” Zoran demanded. “And where
did the carts go?”
    Trelon ran his hand through his wet hair and
glared at his older brother. He was getting tired of everyone
asking him what was going on! Just because his mate created this
didn’t mean he understood any of it. That was why he had placed the
damn tracking device on her in the