Page 12 of Dragon Heat


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She finished her patrol and reported back.

At her desk, she read the briefs from the other reports waiting for her approval. They all detailed the man’s location on the island. She sighed. This will have to be resolved one way or the other, she couldn’t just leave him there. If she waited too long, the matter would be brought to Council and they would decide his fate.

At least now she knew what he was doing in their territory. She could confiscate his equipment and send him on his way.

If she sent him away, would the desire also go away?

That would be fantastic. She hated being so distracted all the time.

This isn’t me.

She’d always been hyper-focused and driven. Clear.

Unable to stop thinking about him from the second she pulled open the door of his wrecked plane to ensure he was alive, his scent was unshakable, imbedded in her dragon brain.

She’d seen this before. With others. It was a heat. Was this why her mother had become more insistent? Or had the woman triggered it in some way? Could that happen? It didn’t happen to everyone. She tried to think of those that it had, and what had happened to them. She swore, unable to remember who they were, it was so long ago, and her super focus on her work left her knowledge sparse when it came to social connections outside her small guardian circle. She knew who key figures were, but she wasn’t like her mother, who knew who everyone on the island was.

Kymri was anti-social, her mother had said. She needed to mingle more, make friends and more acquaintances, she said.

Realizing her mind had gone on another tangent, she slammed the reports down on the thick surface and got to her feet.

Kolina must have triggered whatever was happening to her. Did she know about the man on the beach? Maybe she saw an opportunity and it was bloody well working out to her agenda. She didn’t realize she was pacing until she found herself in front of her window staring at the tower across the city where her mother resided with the Queen’s Guard.

She was on the brink of going over there to demand Kolina remove whatever dragon witchery she’d cast on her when a little voice at the back of her mind stayed her.

What if she hadn’t?

Kymri would die before she gave her mother the satisfaction of knowing what was happening to her. If this was what was happening—a heat—she had to deal with it on her own.

She needed to visit the archive. Everything known to dragon kind was in the archive; there would be something in there. There had to be. There would be.

She nearly collided with Marli on her way out of the office, “Kymri, there you are, I have some more reports for you to review and-”

“Put them on the desk.”

“But I—”

“I’ll be back soon.”

“It’s—”

“Can wait.” She said from mid-way down the corridor.

“Are you alright?”

“Fantastic.” She called back when she reached the curving stone stairs. “Going to the archive.”

“Do you even know where it is?” Marli’s voice drifted down the stairs after her.

Chapter 5

Jori was already tiring of fish, even with the mystery herb Kymri had introduced him to. Still, he refused to raid the supply from the plane in case he needed it. He hadn’t found anything other than coconuts on the island yet. The snails he was keeping as bait for the fish. He loved escargot, but without the garlic, mushrooms and butter, it just wasn’t the same.

Each of the days following Kymri’s last visit he went to the place where her footprints disappeared into the ocean. He watched the horizon, fishing while he did so, since he needed to eat anyway. All he saw were the endless rolling waves and the regular mystery bird flying overhead.

This time when she came, he’d be ready. Without knowing which way to go, it made no sense to take her boat. He’d have to subdue her and make her direct him to her island.

This is stupid.

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