Cured by the Dragon (Stonefire Dragons 6)

“Nikki,” the human male yelled before crouching down and turning her over.

Nikki’s eyes fluttered open and Gregor motioned toward the rear entrance. “Rafe, you need to go find Cassidy, and quickly. I’ll look after Nikki.”

“There’s no fucking way I’m leaving her,” Rafe bit out.

Nikki’s voice was soft as she said, “Go, Rafe. I’m okay. I think Sid’s dragon-possessed. If we don’t stop her, the DDA might kill her.”

Gregor met Rafe’s gaze. “Please find her. If I had your skills, I’d go in your place. But I don’t. I’ll look after your mate. My skills will help more than comforting words from you.”

After sharing a glance with Nikki, Rafe kissed her gently and stood up. “Fine. But if anything is wrong with Nikki when I get back, I will have your hide, dragonman.”

Nikki pointed toward the rear entrance. “Just go, Rafe. And hurry.”

With a nod, Rafe punched in his code and disappeared. A few seconds later, two dragons soared overhead and circled around the nearby forest and mountains.

His dragon hissed. We should be searching for her.

We’re not trained soldiers. They will find her faster than we could.

Nikki’s voice prevented his dragon from replying. “Rafe will find her, Dr. Innes.”

He met the younger female’s eyes. Her conviction reminded him of his duty. “Aye, let’s hope so. Now, tell me where it hurts.”

As he examined Nikki, Gregor wished with everything he had that Stonefire found Cassidy before the DDA or dragon hunters did.

Chapter Eight

Sid ran her hands against the mental prison wall for the hundredth time, but nothing she did budged it even an inch.

As her beast tackled Gregor, all Sid could do was watch. She wondered if her dragon had been this way for twenty-four years—allowed to see everything that happened but powerless to do anything about it.

She was grateful Gregor had her pinned to the floor. Yet with his body over hers, her dragon wanted to do one thing at any cost—mate.

But at the mention of the sedative, her dragon roared and snarled. NO. Not again.

As her beast escaped the exam room and made her way out of the building, each person her dragon tossed aside made Sid cringe. She was supposed to heal others, not hurt them. She only hoped her clan would forgive her.

Well, if she survived this escapade.

No. She wouldn’t allow negative thoughts. She needed solutions, not a constant stream of what-ifs.

Eager to try something, Sid put on her sternest doctor voice and said inside her head, Stop it and let me out of here, right now.

Her dragon laughed maniacally and made them run faster.

Damn. She didn’t have a dragon; she had a crazed beast.

Sid had no idea what to do. All those years wishing she had an inner dragon were coming back to haunt her.

She actually gave a strangled laugh at all those wasted wishes. The beast in the front of her mind wasn’t a friend or ally. She completely ignored her and kept repeating four words over inside their head: Run. Hide. Find. Fuck.

Yet, if Sid didn’t do something, her beast would find Gregor, ravish him, and who knew what else would happen in the interim. For once, she wished she’d dug more into the research behind the psychology of the two halves of a dragon-shifter.

Taking a deep breath, she pushed aside the negativity. Dr. Sid Jackson didn’t wallow. No, she needed to think of ideas to test out and find a solution. Because there was no way she was going to allow her beast to kill and terrorize. Even if it meant her life, Sid would find a way to stop her dragon.

As Nikki was pushed out of the way, Sid clenched her fingers and said, Stop it. Even a dragon should want to protect a child. Nikki is pregnant.

After a beat, her beast answered, I won’t be contained again.