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It’s been awhile since I had a patient and even longer since I had one here, at my cave. I’ve taken in the occasional shifter who has needed medical attention, but I’ve never treated a human here. I haven’t treated a human in a very, very long time. Not since before I left.

Now, as the snow swirls around us outside, I sit beside this random woman and wonder who she is, where she’s come from, and why she hates dragons so much.

Chapter Six

Natalie

My eyes flutter open and I sit up hastily, rubbing my head.

I fell asleep.

I didn’t mean to, but I did, and now I have to hurry to try to find the dragon I’ve been searching for. Before I can do anything, though, I realize I’m naked, covered only with a blanket, and it’s not the blanket I brought with me.

Screaming isn’t something I should be doing, yet it’s exactly what happens when I open my mouth. I scream, alerting anything in the cave with me that I am here.

And then I realize I’m not in the cave anymore.

At least, this place doesn’t look like a cave.

“Calm the fuck down,” a steely voice says, and I instantly fall silent and close my eyes.

Have I been captured?

Surely I’ve been captured.

That’s it.

Something – someone – found me when I fell asleep in the cave in the mountain pass. That person must have captured me, taken all of my clothes off, and given me a different blanket. Yes, that’s it. That’s definitely it. Now they want to…what? What do they want to do to me? I realize, suddenly, that there’s something attached to me, and I carefully, silently, open one eye and peek at myself.

“An IV?” I say aloud. What kind of kidnapper is this?

“You were severely dehydrated,” the deep voice sounds again, and this time, I open my other eye and turn my head.

And then my fucking jaw drops.

It’s him.

It’s fucking him.

“It’s you,” I manage to say.

“Yeah,” he grunts out, and crosses his arms over his chest. “And let’s not start with the screaming again. Why don’t you tell me why you were holing up in my cave?”

“What?”

“My cave,” he says. “Why did you come in?”

“I…the storm…” I manage to say, confused. Why is Donald being like this? Isn’t he at least a little happy to see me? And why did he give me an IV? Where are we now?

And holy dragons.

He took my clothes off.

I’m naked beneath this blanket and he took my clothes off.

“I’m naked,” I manage to say, and I know I’m turning 30 shades of red right now.

“You were injured,” his voice sounds a bit more gentle now. Great. Pity. The last thing I need. I get the feeling that I’m going to have my work cut out for me when it comes to convincing Donald to come back with me.

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