Page 1 of Fire in Cabin 27
Chapter One
Kyson
“What’s that, mom? I can’t hear you. The call is cutting out.” I made ridiculously sounding static noises like the call was about to drop. “The storm is rolling in. Gotta go!” I hated lying to her.
Kinda.
Sorta.
Meh, not really.
But I was so over this and her and the other females in our family trying to set me up with every abled dragon omega within a thousand miles.
Not everyone within the same species was compatible.
Not everyone was compatible with me.
Maybe no one was, and I was more than fine with that. I liked my freedom and enjoyed my quiet space. No one nagging me for shit…except for her.
Far too many holidays have been spent listening towhy aren’t you mated yet? Your younger brother has kids, yet you have none. Are you broken?Then come the chuckles and pity stares from the entire family. All forty-three of them. That may be an exaggeration since I literally just pulled the number out of my ass, but the Cinders dragon brood was full of fertile fuckers, so why in the hell did they zone in on me? Like we needed anymore mouths to feed up there?
Welp, not this year, Felicia. And oddly enough, that reallywasmy mother’s name. It’s quite fitting for a meme, if you asked me.
This year I had booked myself a remote cabin for ten glorious days far, far, away from my prying, meddling family. If I got lucky, Santa would bring me a huge snowstorm with zero cell reception. This will be the best nag-free Christmas and New Year’s my thirty-four years had ever seen.
Yes, I was the grouchy fucker in the family. I liked my space free and clear of other mouth breathers. Hell, I didn’t even know if I wanted kids, to be honest, let alone a mate. Dirty diapers, messy faces and fingerprints I’d have to continually repaint walls over—not my cup of tea. Not to mention how much shit would be destroyed while they got their fire under control. Don’t even get me started on someone adding their shit to my house and redecorating my bachelor pad. That vision really got my blood boiling.
Solo existence was the life for this dragon.
Why was that so hard for them to understand?
I turned up the radio and continued down the highway toward the Winter Wonderland Wilderness Lodge where I’d booked the furthest cabin away from all others per their online map and double verified with the booking agent. If I was lucky there would be a nearby lake my dragon could get some swimming and fishing time in at. Frozen over or not, we enjoyed the cold.The brisk temperature was refreshing, and the tasty fish were a bonus treat.
Simply Fated Vacation Rentals, the site I’d booked through, now showed all cabins as sold out, so I was glad I had jumped on it as soon as I did…back in July. With them all rented to shifters, my dragon could roam about without issue. We envisioned stretching our wings and napping in front of a roaring fireplace. Living within the city limits, versus on our familial lands, didn’t allow for as much flying time as we’d like, but it did keep the busy bodies out of our personal life.
All but the blood related ones...
This was going to be the holiday to beat all holidays. Too bad it took me years to figure this out or I’d have escaped much sooner. All presents for the dragonets had been mailed to my parents’ house which checked off my only holiday commitments. The closer I got to the cabins the more stress left my body.
The parking lot was packed, though I’d been assured by the man I’d spoken with that the cabins were spread far and wide across their acreage and not a soul would bother me. Yes, I triple checked that one.
Thank fuck for that. Peopling wasn’t my thing.
Whistling as I walked across the gravel lot, happy as could be until I opened the door and got a glimpse inside the office. “Whoa.” The line to check in wound around the lobby and into the massive dining room. Good thing I didn’t stop and get groceries first. I did my best to keep in mind that as soon as this was over I’d be blissfully alone for two glorious weeks. Only forty-five minutes into this the line had hardly moved. There was a lot of commotion at the front from someone who had checked in already yet returned, though I couldn’t hear what they were saying over all the voices. My dragon was restless and hungry, and it was taking all my strength just to hold him back.
I promise dragon, once this is done we’ll get food and stretch our wings.
Harumph.
Clearly, he disagreed with me, but allowing him to surface now would wreck this place.
I see no problem with that.
Dragon, no.
One day you’ll learn that I’m in charge, human.
If you’re in charge then how are you still subdued?
