The local warlock claims Paul can reach the ethereal, offers to apprentice him. However the ruling council wants no ogre or commoner from the Range wielding the majic of the ethereal. Paul and Morgan join a wizard with his own issues with the council and are drawn into Northern intrigue when the ancient queen dragon tells them they're fated to put down a plot that threatens war.
Paul and Morgan defy a death sentence, rogue wizards who hold Morgan's sweetheart hostage, and fickle dragons tempted to snack on them. Paul's majic must mature quickly if he's to survive. Amid the drama, Paul learns about character, integrity, and family, that all creatures are individuals despite the generalizations he's been raised with.
R. Mac Wheeler (skip the 'R' if you're calling him for dinner, or most anything else) has jumped out of planes, driven motorcycles like an idiot, shot lots of guns (never with ear protection, what?), ridden helicopters, rappelled down cliffs, explored mine shafts, skied on water and snow, kayaked, had surgery on both knees and shoulders (thanks mostly to basketball), and moved across the continent. Most days lately though his weekly excitement entails a two hour motorcycle ride with his Labrador, Molly (she wears Doggles; gets lots of camera action). Otherwise he mostly sits quietly eight hours a day allowing his rather sane but free flowing mind to cast plot ideas one after another.
A native Texan (and proud of it; don't mess with Texas), Mac has called South Florida home for the past twenty-five years (ahh, no dust storms, just inconvenient hurricanes), where he and his wife lovingly bicker about most everything (like folks in their fifties are supposed to) between laughing at their three goofy dogs.
A former computer programmer, project manager, and all-around nerd, Mac now focuses full time on science fiction, fantasy, and paranormal that leverages the quirkiness and emotions of real life more often than the farfetched.