Page 52 of So I Dared a Dragon

“You’re a fairy dragmother. You fix people. I break things.”

Bibi came and sat next to me, taking my hand in hers. “You broke the mold. You didn’t listen to anyone who told you that you couldn’t do something. Which is the reason why I’ll help you plan this date. But don’t forget, sometimes things break to make room for something even better.”

I just hoped my plan didn’t hurt Aarix. That this bizarre and unfamiliar writing I didn’t understand was simply gibberish and not some doomsday prophesy.

“I’ll try not to break anything else.” It might have been an empty promise, but I would do my best. I wanted to be a Montana wolf who did the right thing.

“Where would you like to take Aarix on the next date?” Bibi asked.

“To the new shifter museum.”

She frowned. “That’s a wonderful idea, but it’s not finished yet.”

“But most of the exhibits have to be in the building already, correct?”

“I believe so. My focus has been onThe Mating Game, but I have been keeping up with the updates.”

“I’d love for him to have a chance to see everything before anyone else. Especially before it opens to the public.” The scales were throbbing again. “Something in there might hold the clues he needs.”

“That’s actually an excellent idea.” Bibi rose from the couch. “I’ll get busy planning. Start thinking about what you want to wear to guarantee that dragon can’t keep his lips away from yours. I’ll give Wendy a call and request early access.”

Bibi disappeared into her boudoir. Damn, I forgot that we’d have to ask Wendy’s permission. I just hoped she didn’t think I had the power to make everything in the museum disappear.

nineteen

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Aarix

“This date is nothing but a distraction,” Magnus grunted. Since our visit to the mountains, it had been impossible to get him away from the window at our chalet suite. He stared at the mountains like he’d be able to detect the most minute change, one shred of hope that we’d pull off this seemingly impossible mission.

“It’s our best chance to get more information.” I sighed.

“When will we meet with the librarian and the archeologist?” Luca asked. He could hardly wait to get his hands on those tomes and connect with someone who was fluent in the past. “That’s where the real treasures lie. I’m afraid I agree with Magnus, Aarix. I’m glad you’ve had a chance to rekindle your relationship with Calista, but she can’t help us liberate the dragons trapped in that mountain.”

“Oh, I think she will.” My body warmed thinking about the last time I saw her. How she didn’t even realize how passionate and talented she was when it came to art. She was patient with me when I was unfamiliar with the materials. I’d worried how I’d fit into Calista’s everyday life. She made me want to be a partof the world she created with her imagination. “None of this is a coincidence. She led us here—”

“You owe a debt to the Rocky Mountain thunder,” Magnus corrected. “It’s convenient that the woman who tore the Night God’s plaything away from him happens to be starting a brand-new life at the foot of that mountain range. And every move she makes is recorded and broadcast to millions.”

“What are you saying, Magnus?” I stepped closer to him. I wouldn’t let him make any more baseless accusations.

“We need to keep our eyes wide open, that’s all. She wants…something.” He shook his head. “Not sure if she can get it from you, because she was looking for it before she came to us.”

“It will all reveal itself,” Luca said. “The truth always does. It’s waiting for us to be ready to accept it.”

I wiped my hand over my face. I’d known Calista was my mate before I dared to dream that I’d be free again.

So what was the truth?

History felt dangerously like it was repeating itself, like the Night God was toying with me—using Calista as bait to get me to do his bidding all over again.

Whether I got a look at those ancient tomes, compared them to my memory, and looked for clues of why the Rocky Mountain dragons had been erased from history, I planned on rewriting my story. I would right my wrongs.

“It’ll reveal itself sooner than we expected.” Magnus chuckled grimly. “Bibi’s here.”

Luca raised a brow. “We’re not coming with you this time, are we?”

“You don’t have to.” I still wouldn’t be alone with my mate, but it would be easier.

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