I went from soaring in planes to soaring right into huge responsibilities. With the death of my mother, Queen Omera, my time had come. Ready or not, I had to face the wind with my feathers at my back and my Griffin beak held high. With my sister Althea in the thick of it, and my two other sisters off searching for the three mates that would bind their magic forever, I was clueless as where to even start. Waiting for a sign began to feel pointless...until...