Fall of the Dragon

After a lifetime flying under the radar, one kick to the balls has sure thrown everything into piles of smoldering rubbish.

Literally. I accidentally-on purpose kicked a Dragon in the balls and the circus that I spent my entire life hiding in went up in flames. Now me and every other supernatural creature that the old witch was hiding has been exposed.
There are a lot more of us than I thought, including one vampire who seems to know more about me than I do. With all her sneers and taunting, she has a key to my past that could end in my death, or her just draining me of my blood. Gross.

Not that my dragons will let that happen. Their father may not have caught my scent yet, but if I can’t control my ‘bristling mating instinct’ and figure out my past before the Vampire brat does, more than just a couple of tents are going to go up in flames.