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A sea of gasps drew my attention toward the audience.

Oh, right. Big bad dragon. Oops. With the threat gone, I willed my glamor back into place, packing all my dragon self into its tiny, non-assuming, innocent human packaging, and brushed down my nice new suit, back in my normal, average Adam Vex body.

Silence muffled the concert hall.

I stood on that stage, while the whole world held its breath.

Would they believe it had been an accident? Hm, probably not. “Uhm . . . so . . . Uh.” Rubbing the back of my neck, I swallowed hard. “So . . . uh . . .” I had this. I was the hero. I’d done what they’d wanted me to do. It was time to be myself.

Straightening, I breathed in, smiled, and shrugged. “Some folks just need eating.”

Cheers erupted. Applause surged.

Zee and Victor appeared at my sides.

“Ain’t nobody gonna mess with us now, Kitten.” Zee winked, grabbing my hand and lifting it to take a bow.

Contentment, love, and acceptance made my heart swell.

Who knew being me was the right way to be? It had only taken the best demon and a vampire lord in my life to figure that out.

“And if they do, we know where to hide the bodies,” Victor mumbled from the corner of his mouth, then winked. “Those you don’t eat.”

He was right.

We were going to be fine, just so long as we had each other, the SOS Hotel, and somewhere to hide a body.

THE END