Cured by the Dragon (Stonefire Dragons 6)

“I’ll need to talk with Kai about it and I’ll have Evie reach out to the DDA. The splinter we found embedded in the top of your head might also be a clue, so we’ll look into that, too.”

Evie was Bram’s mate and a former employee of the UK Department of Dragon Affairs, or DDA.

Gregor jumped in. “Right, then go do that. I need to talk with Dr. Jackson more about her condition.”

Bram glared at him, but Gregor didn’t flinch. One of the main requirements for being a dragon-shifter doctor was being able to put up with and stand up to alpha personalities. For whatever reason, dragonmen in particular had alphaness in spades.

Although Cassidy seemed to have her fair share, too.

Bram finally spoke up. “Fine. But just know that once Sid’s cleared for duty, I’m sending you to Lochguard the next second.”

The corner of his mouth ticked up. “We shall see.”

“I’m leader here, Doctor. I don’t know how Finn runs things, but I don’t allow strangers to run amok,” Bram warned.

“I’m hardly a stranger. Cassidy can vouch for me.”

Cassidy sighed again. “Can you two stop it, already? Just because I’m the patient doesn’t mean I won’t kick the pair of you out until you can behave.”

Gregor’s dragon finally escaped the maze. Yes, yes. I like her strength. How can you resist it?

While he did admire a lass who could stand up for herself, Gregor couldn’t have Cassidy. Because I don’t want to kill her, that’s why.

His beast huffed. Never taking risks makes life boring.

Aye, you call it boring, but I call it ensuring the health of everyone I can, which especially means protecting Cassidy Jackson.

Bram’s voice interrupted Gregor’s inner conversation. “Are you quite finished with your dragon, Dr. Innes? After all, you claim it’s urgent to examine Sid.”

He opened his mouth, but Cassidy beat him to it. “Out, Bram. I’ll never heal with you two constantly arguing.”

“I’ll go for now and update you when needed.” Bram’s gaze moved to Gregor’s. “You tell me the instant there’s a change in Sid’s condition, understand?”

“Great to see you appreciate my help,” he drawled.

His dragon spoke up. Why antagonize him? Bram is mated. He is no threat.

His beast’s words helped to cut through the haze. There was no reason to keep arguing. His change in temperament must be because of his proximity to Cassidy.

His dragon added, Of course it is. Our instinct is to protect her.

I somehow think she can protect herself from Bram.

The dragonman in question shook his head and mumbled, “The bloody Scottish dragons are always a pain in my arse,” before exiting the room.

When the door clicked shut, Cassidy’s voice filled the space. “Your pupils keep flashing.”

Turning back toward her, Gregor noticed for the hundredth time the circles under Cassidy’s eyes and the sharpness of her collarbones peeking out of her skin.

In that instant, he decided part of his mission would be to bring her to full health in addition to working out a way to awaken her dragon.

His dragon swished his tail in anticipation.

Before Gregor could think too much on the reaction, Cassidy wiggled in her bed. “Stop staring at me with the flashing eyes.”

He took a few steps closer. “Care to tell me why, lass?”

She looked away. “Because it reminds me of what I can’t have.”