A dragon is nothing without their rider. Without them the powerful beats cannot breathe fire and protect us from the Fae scourge that continually invades our lands. The morning I woke up with all color drained from my hair I knew I was in trouble. I was a rider. A rider with a whole land of Fae infested forests between me and the training grounds where my dragon would be waiting for me. My father and I may never make it to the capital, but we were going to try. So, when we were attacked by Fae on the first night of our journey I wasn’t surprised. I was surprised when three dragons showed up and saved me. They are on their way to the capital too, and are willing to take me with them… as long as I choose one of them to mate with. Easy. Except that something deep inside of me wants all of them. This was not how I planned to find my dragon.