Page 19 of Must Love Dragons
But as she looked back to the dock, he couldn’t help but watch her again.Noticing things he shouldn’t, like the way the scent of her fire magic clung to her skin, mingling with something wild and untamed.
His dragon purred, happy to be so close to her.
“So that’s it?”he asked, mentally pushing the beast away so he could concentrate.He wasnotenchanted with her, damn it.“No way to track them?”
She turned back to him.“Not unless you know someone who can break through cloaking magic, because I can’t and I don’t know anyone who can.We’re at a dead end.”
It had been a waste of time.He should have just taken off into the clouds again and tried to find Rorik by scent as he had before.He’d been so close.If that damned warlock hadn’t shot him with magic, he’d have been able to get Rorik to safety.
And then he would never have met Kinsley.
His dragon let out a snarl of denial.
And then… a sharp prickle of awareness ran down his spine.
He turned with a snarl.
They weren’t alone.
The sun had risen fully and burned off some of the fog while he’d been watching her play with fire.
Kinsley stiffened next to him, and he was sure she felt it too.
He stepped in front of her, every instinct screaming at him to be ready for whatever might come.
He saw it finally, in the trees along the path.A person watching.
Just as quickly as he focused on the person, they disappeared.
“What the hell?”he muttered.
“Do you smell that?”she asked.
He inhaled and wrinkled his nose.“Sulfur.”
“Telltale sign of dark magic.Whoever that was, it’s safe to say it’s one of the warlocks that took your uncle, because nothing smells like sulfur except fireworks, matches, and dark magic.”
“We need to go,” he said.
He looked at her when he could feel her hesitation.
“You said you couldn’t track him, so staying here, out in the open is useless.And if they’re watching us, it means that they know I’m the one they took down and they had someone watching the docks.”
He took her arm and guided her toward her car.His dragon didn’t like retreating, especially not when it came to warlocks, but he wasn’t about to take on a dangerous enemy with Kinsley there.
When they reached her car, they got in and he said, “Get us back to the rescue.”
She nodded and peeled out of the parking lot.
He looked over his shoulder but didn’t see anyone following them.He exhaled and forced himself to relax.His dragon paced in his mind, angry at the retreat.His dragon was a fighter and never wanted to back down, but without knowing how many warlocks were around, it was foolish to do anything but get to safety and then figure things out.
Beside him, Kinsley gripped the steering wheel so tightly that her knuckles were white.
“They were really waiting for us, weren’t they?”she asked.
“It seems so.”Posting someone to watch the docks meant they knew he’d come looking for Rorik.While he wanted a fight with the warlocks who’d taken nearly everything from him, he wasn’t alone.
She’s not mine to protect.
