Free Dragon Storm by Bianca D'Arc

what would happen if somebody actually saw you in dragon form. You’d be hunted. Stalked. You wouldn’t be safe.”
    Both twins seemed to think hard on her words. Neither looked happy.
    “Then how are we to stay here? It would be difficult to fly if dragons are never seen in your skies.” Connor turned to his twin, dismay on his face mixing with determination to find some kind of solution.
    “We could only fly at night.”
    “With no moon.”
    “In unpopulated areas.”
    “It will be difficult, but not impossible.”
    Her head whirled at the rapid fire sharing of thoughts. As twins they were probably used to finishing each other’s sentences. She’d have to get accustomed to the way they worked together. As a rule, she was much slower to process things and habitually methodical. She always thought things through every permutation before voicing her ideas. In fact, she’d been musing quite a bit about the twin dragons and their fate here.
    “The more I think about your situation, the more I believe we need to go to Tibet to see my grandfather. He might be able to help us.”
    “Tibet?” Connor looked at her hopefully. “Is it within flying distance? We could go tonight. There is no moon.”
    “Flying distance, yes. But not for a dragon. It will take a few hours to get there by airplane and before we can get you out of the country, I’ll have to pull some strings to get papers for you. Or something. I’ve never tried to smuggle non-citizens across borders before. I’ll have to call for help.”
    “Who would you call?” Darius looked suspicious.
    “There are other clans of cat shifters in the area. As I said, snowcats are rare and revered by most of the other big cats. If I ask the leader—we call him the Alpha ¾ for help, most likely he’ll help, though I’ve never revealed myself or my clan affiliation to them. I’ve preferred to be a loner. Being snowcat causes problems sometimes. The younger and smaller felines tend to hang on your every word when they realize what you are, and that’s too much responsibility for little old me.” She shrugged. She’d never voiced her thoughts on the subject aloud before, but the twins seemed to understand. “And I’m only half snowcat. I wasn’t raised fully immersed in the Tibetan culture. I’m not as wise as most of the others. Or half as mysterious.”
    Darius put an arm around her shoulders. “You are perfect to us, love. Never doubt yourself.”
    She hugged him back, a little embarrassed at having revealed her secret doubts about herself, but glad to have his understanding.
    “Let me make a few calls. We’ll probably have to go meet the clan Alpha so he can check us out.”
    “We’ll meet with whoever you wish, if it will help,” Connor assured her.

Chapter Four
    They dined that night on venison that had been stored in Josie’s freezer. One of the twins held it for a few minutes to thaw it out. It was amazing how closely their dragon power was linked to them, even in human form. Josie had never seen anything like it.
    Sure, she had keener eyesight and sharper hearing and sense of smell than normal humans. The snowcat side of her nature seemed to be more separate than either of the twins’ dragon sides. Josie had the sharper senses while in human form, the twins could actually call heat and flame. That was something more magical than Josie had ever seen, even during her time in Tibet.
    Her grandfather’s people had nothing on these dragon men. They were the dragon, and the dragon was them. It seemed a more intimate twining of soul and identity than she was used to in her own experience. Her snowcat resided in her and when the snowcat came out, she resided in it—separate and distinct.
    The dragon twins didn’t seem to understand that differentiation. It was alien to them. Which made it fascinating to her.
    Connor and Darius were surprisingly good in the kitchen, once they were shown how the appliances worked. Josie lived simply, conserving