Page 68 of Rescued By The Dragon

Dorran walked out, and my mind grew tired, the remains of the alcohol swirled in my body, and before I knew it, my eyes fluttered closed.

Dorran’s strong hands woke me from a deep sleep the next morning. Groaning awake, I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and glared up at him.

“Come on, it’s almost 9 AM, we have to get to the clinic.”

Dragging myself from bed, I walked toward the bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror. I didn’t look any different or feel any different.

Only the memories of what happened the night before, and my vivid dreams about flying over the moon.

Dorran brought me a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. “I had Toby sneak into your room last night and grab some clothes. Some of these are super random, and I was skeptical to ask him since he is a clothes sniffer, but he brought back enough for you to make it until I get you more.”

I met his dark gaze in the mirror. He looked so put together so early in the morning. Though he wasn’t wearing a shirt, he was dressed from the waist down, and his hair had been combed.

“Thank you.”

I grabbed the hem of my T-shirt and began changing clothes. Dorran’s gaze on me made my body warm. I zipped up my jeans, and Dorran slunk over, placing both hands on either side of me on the counter, matching my gaze in the mirror. “You remember what I told you,” he whispered into my ear. “No matter what we find out nothing is going to change.”

I nodded.

“Come on,” he said, standing up. “I made some blueberry muffins and coffee.”

Judging by Dorran’s race to finish his breakfast, I followed suit and finished getting ready. By 10 I was in Dorran’s arms on the way to the kingdom. The early morning glow from a mountain top was a sight meant for everyone to see at least once in their life.

Dorran landed us right in front of the dragon’s clinic. It had a doctor’s office, along with a pediatrician and a therapist. It was known as the medical ward of the kingdom. The office receptionist let us right into the back of the building where Dorran led me toward a small hallway.

“This is where you’ll get your testing done. Theresa is an old friend of mine. She’ll give you the test. From what I understand it consists of your appearance, memory, language, and judgment skills.”

“Okay,” I said nervously, sliding my hands up and down my thighs.

“Don’t be nervous, Little Mouse. It won’t take long.”

Dorran knocked on the door, and a few seconds later a beautiful blonde dragon answered. I immediately reverted back to being a tenth-grade girl, full of jealousy and the need to trip her.

“Dorran,” she said, leaning in for a hug. “Long time no see. I was surprised to receive a phone call from The Dragon Prince,” she said, rubbing her elbow against him.

Her dark gaze shifted down toward me. “I’m so glad to meet you, Amara. Everyone knows the next Dragon Queen. Congratulations on finding your mate.”

“Thank you.”

She opened the door wide for us, stepping to the side to let us into her office. It was a decent-sized room, with a couch, desk, and a full-on library. “Dorran, unfortunately, you’ll have to wait in the lobby. There can be no distractions during the test.”

“I’ll wait in the lobby then.”

He glanced over his shoulder at me before shutting the door. Theresa sat down in her roller chair and smiled. “Dorran told me about your stepmother. I’m so sorry about that. We’ll make sure we get a good result and stick it to her, huh?”

I grinned, suddenly feeling stupid for the jealousy. What was wrong with me?

“Now, he mentioned medication she had you taking since your youth?”

I nodded.

“You don’t know the name of your condition? The pill Dorran gave me didn’t look familiar.”

I shrugged. “I’m not sure. Helena always made sure I took them. She said I hallucinated and needed them to stay sane.”

“That’s okay,” she beamed. “I sent one off to the lab to have it tested. You stopped taking them?”

“Yes.”

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