Grant spoke up again. “Also, before you leave, I’m going to give you some information to pass on to Stonefire’s head Protector, Kai. Just in case this attack is related to the one we had on Lochguard four months ago.”
The devastation of the attack lingered with Gregor. Not just because of the massive amount of injuries, but the attack had taken his sister and niece from him. “If it’s the bloody Lochguard traitors or the American dragons, so help me, I’m going to go after them myself.”
Finn crossed his arms over his chest. “No, Gregor. Your skills are needed as a doctor. Until Dr. Sid recovers, you’re the only person who can keep Stonefire together and in fighting shape if there are more attacks.”
His beast chimed in. He’s right. Besides, our place is with Cassidy. We need to look after her.
“Fine. But if one crosses my path, I won’t hold back, Finn.”
“Fair enough,” Finn stated. “But enough talking for now. Gather what you need and meet us back here in twenty minutes. The sooner you leave, the sooner you can look after Dr. Sid.”
With a nod, Gregor exited the room. Making his way out of the building and toward his cottage, he tried not to picture Cassidy unconscious in a hospital bed with tubes running out of her body.
He clenched his fingers and picked up his pace. Even though Gregor had no intention of claiming Cassidy, he didn’t like the thought of her being injured and helpless. While she wasn’t officially his mate, Gregor would be her protector during his time on Stonefire. The female had suffered enough with her silent dragon; she didn’t need long-lasting physical injuries as well.
The hard part would be staying near Cassidy for an extended period of time and resisting her.
His dragon laughed in the back of his mind. Just wait until she wakes up. You won’t stand a chance.
Bloody dragon. Whose side are you on?
Mine.
Some people had cooperative or clever dragons. Gregor’s always seemed out to make his life difficult.
His beast huffed. I am clever. You’re just stuffy and afraid to take a chance.
Rather than admit there was some truth to his dragon’s words, Gregor stormed into his cottage and packed. Cassidy needed his help and he wouldn’t deny her.
Chapter Two
Sid was trapped in darkness. With no sounds, no wind, and no smells, she wondered if she was buried alive.
She’d been stuck in this small, empty prison for who knew how many hours. If she stayed mu
ch longer, she might go crazy.
Then the pounding started and increased with frequency to her left. Out of curiosity, she rapped on the wall. After a brief pause, the same beat she’d tapped out echoed from the other side.
Something intelligent was there, but what?
Feeling around the space for the tenth time, her fingers felt only smoothness. There was nothing to grip on to or even a small hole to try and pry a wall apart. The emptiness extended to the floor, with only her own feet to disturb the surface.
She was trapped.
If only she still had her dragon, then Sid could extend her talons and rip through the wall.
The exact second she finished her thought, a desperate pounding started again from the mysterious source. A small part of her thought it could be her inner dragon imprisoned inside her mind, with no way out. However, wishing for it to be true was dangerous; the next time she had an episode, Sid might embrace the pounding and lose her sanity. She needed more information.
Placing her hand on the wall, her palm warmed. Something large and radiating vast amounts of heat had to be on the other side of the wall.
As she tried to think of a way to communicate further to determine what was there, an icy air swirled around her and she was yanked toward a bright light.
Sid gasped as she opened her eyes, only to promptly close them against the brightness.
A male Scottish brogue rolled over her. “Good morning, sunshine.”
That voice brought up memories of a naked, muscled chest sprinkled with blond chest hair. “Innes?” she croaked.