The undulating line of light was mesmerizing, and on any other occasion, its beauty would have enchanted her. She’d never been shaded at the right time to see a line before; she’d only sensed their presence. And she’d never had a chance to sense this one before now—because that line hadn’t existed a moment ago. Coby had joked that the draconian legends were pretentious, claiming that dragons had created the ley lines. Piper had never imagined the legends were true. She would have bet her life that no mortal creature could create a ley line. She hadn’t bet her life, but if she’d been betting on Ash’s, she’d clearly lost. He was gone. The dragon had created a ley line, and they’d both gone through it. They could be anywhere in the Underworld, Earth, or even the Overworld. They couldn’t be tracked. They couldn’t be found. Unless Ash broke free of the dragon’s control or the dragon decided to bring him back, there was no magic or power that could locate him.
