Page 77 of Rescued By The Dragon

Toby rummaged through the cabinets when I walked toward the front door. “I’ll be back. If she wakes before I get back tell her I’ll bring back breakfast.”

Toby saluted me while pulling down a box of cookies. I left the cabin in a rush, sliding to a halt when I heard the sound of dragon wings in the sky. For a brief moment, I thought it was my mother.

Then Zerk’s shadow loomed over and landed harshly in front of me. It hadn’t been 24 hours just yet, but by the look on his face, I guessed he had figured something out.

“Where is she?” he asked, glancing around the mountain.

“Sleeping—,”

He tried to step around me, but I blocked him with my arm. “What’s going on? What did you find out?”

Zerk huffed in annoyance and folded his arm. “You forgot your cane today,” I pointed out.

“I think I forgot my sanity today, too, son. The results are inconclusive.”

“Inconclusive. What does that mean?”

Zerk sighed. “I don’t know. It’s never happened before. Her blood made my bowl explode.”

I lifted a brow. “Explode?”

“Explode,” he said slowly.

Looking over my shoulder, I imagined her pretty face, and I couldn’t understand how anything inside of her would be that vicious. “I’m assuming that has never happened before either?”

“Never in all my years. I think tracking her heritage is your best bet.”

“That is what I’m on my way to do now—,”

A loud crash came from inside the cabin and it shot fear down my spine. Turning, I barreled through the door, finding Toby sitting on the floor against the dining table, a decorative vase shattered around him, and Amara standing in the corner of the living room.

“Dorran, I say this with all due respect, but you need to get a handle on your little mate. She just flung me across the room—,” he stood up, his voice growing louder.

“Hey,” I said, my voice slicing through his. “Out. Now.”

Toby stormed out of the house, leaving Amara a shivering mess in the corner. Zerk shut the door behind Toby, and I walked over, bracing my palms on her shoulders. “Are you okay?”

Tears coated her cheeks, and my dragon mourned at the sight of her tears. “Little Mouse,” I whispered, bringing her to my chest. “What happened?”

She wiped her eyes. “I got up, and Toby scared me—I don’t know what happened, I screamed, my arms went outright, and the next thing I knew he was on the floor.”

She buried her face into my chest, and I glanced back at Zerk. His brows were up.

“It’s okay. Toby just needs to cool off,” I mumbled. “Why don’t you go get dressed? Or take a shower. Whatever you want to do to calm down. We’re going to run downtown to the courthouse and see if we can find some records. Why don’t you invite Sasha to dinner tonight?”

She pulled back and glanced around me at Zerk. “It hasn’t been 24 hours yet,” she said softly. “So, I’m assuming that my results weren’t good?”

Zerk’s demeanor changed when he saw Amara. He didn’t seem as pissed about his bowl. “They were inconclusive, Amara. That doesn’t mean we can’t pinpoint your heritage. I’ll help in any way that I can.”

Amara nodded. “Thank you.”

She walked down the hallway toward the shower, and I waited until it turned on to speak. “She’s been having memories of things from her past. It’s as if she never realized she lived anywhere other than the kingdom. We’re waiting on the results of the pills she took. Could they have repressed her memories?”

“Of course,” he said.

Something slithered down my spine at the confirmation. I didn’t like it. The one person I knew in her life who screamed evil was her stepmother.

When Amara finished her shower, we left the mountain to go to the courthouse. “Can we grab some breakfast first?” she asked. “Not that I’m not curious about my birthplace, but I can’t focus without food.”

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