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How could he forget?
I’m pretty memorable, if I do say so myself.
“The clan…” I try to tell him. “The clan needs you, Donald. I know you left. I know you had your reasons. I know you haven’t been back in forever, but my father…my father is sick, Donald. Lucky…I don’t know if you know who Lucky is or not, but they’re this group of scientists who have been giving the dragons fucking hell for awhile now, and they managed to get us infected with something terrible. I don’t know what it is. I just know the symptoms, but my dad…my dad has it, Donald. A lot of the clan does, too.”
I swallow hard, and I meet his gaze dead-on.
“We need you, Donald. You’re the only one who can save us.”
Chapter Seven
Donald
Natalie grew up.
No wonder she smelled so familiar.
The human is different than she was before. She’s smarter now, and wiser. She’s clever and brave. She embarked on some sort of journey to come find me in order to save the clan, and I’d be lying if I said that wasn’t completely hot.
I always thought she was a cool kid, but she was just that – a kid. She was an obnoxious troublemaker who roamed the clan trying to be extra badass because she wasn’t a dragon, so she always felt the need to prove herself.
Well, she’s proving herself now.
And she’s telling me the clan is in trouble.
“Natalie,” I start. “I left for a reason.”
She looks at me with those big, blinking eyes.
“Yeah, I remember.”
“I did everything I could…”
She starts to move toward me and then seems to remember she’s hooked up to the IV. Natalie looks at it for just a second, and then she pulls the needle from her wrist and moves toward me.
“You shouldn’t have pulled out your IV,” I start, but I swallow hard because she’s left the blanket behind. Natalie, the most beautiful human in all of Fablestone, is standing naked in front of me. For the first time ever, I wish I wasn’t a shifter, wish I wasn’t naked right now. I wish I was normal and human and fucking clothed because I can’t hide my body’s reaction to her.
I can’t hide my heart’s reaction to her.
“You did everything you could,” she agrees. She’s close enough to touch, close enough to hold. I could hold her now. I could press my body to hers and just hug her. It would be a nice sensation: sweet and warm. It would be perfect.
“I can’t save them,” I whisper, and this is truly my greatest fear. I can’t believe I’m admitting it out loud because for the past fucking decade, I’ve been trying to make up for the fact that I didn’t save one kid. Every doctor has patients die. It’s kind of in the job description, but losing Trey was terrible for me. It was the very first time I’d ever lost a kid and no amount of training ever prepares you for that.
I can’t stand the thought of losing another child.
Not another dragonling.
Not any child.
“Donald,” she steps forward and places her hands on my chest. She shouldn’t be touching me there, but she does. I can hear her hea
rt beating loudly in her chest, threatening to jump right out.
“Natalie.”
“You have to come. Please. You don’t know what I’ve been through to get to you, to find you. Everyone has been worried about you for years.”
“They’re fine without me,” I say.
