I wasn’t stewing.
Aye, you were since you mostly refused the thought-translator.
Only because you kept embarrassing me, dragon.
It’s fun. But I want to nap, so let’s shift and you can be in charge for a while.
Iris closed her eyes and imagined her wings shrinking into her back, her snout morphing back into her nose, and her limbs shortening. Within seconds, she stood in her human form and shouted, “Finally!”
Her dragon snorted.Considering how you’re usually not a big talker, it’s funny how much you want to do it now.
I talk when necessary, and there were a lot of bloody questions I need the answers to.
Iris hurried over to the small door off to the side, pressed the button, and it slid open. Once she put on the under things, jeans, shirt, and shoes Scarlett had left her, Iris stretched one way and then the other.As much as I love you, it’s nice to have a larger range of motion again.
Remember that the next time you want to fly anywhere.
Of course you’re better in the air. But on the ground, our human form is faster and more agile.
A beep sounded before Scarlett entered the room, carrying a medical bag. “Right, let’s see if you’re well and truly healed.” Once the doctor finished her examination, she bobbed her head. “Whilst I won’t get the final bloodwork for your human form for a few hours, I think you’re fine. Although I need you to be brutally honest about how you feel over the next week. Any pain,dizziness, or anything that feels off, tell me, okay? Especially with what you’ll be doing.” She leaned over and whispered, “And keep an eye on Holbrook as well. He finally took a shot of dragon’s blood for his broken ribs, but that male is bloody stubborn and could lose a limb and say he was fine.”
“Aye, well, if I were sticking around, I would let you know. However, I need to go back to Lochguard.”
Scarlett shook her head. “I’m afraid not. Come with me. You have a meeting with Holbrook.”
“Good. Then I can tell him I’m going home in person.”
The doctor glanced at her, but said nothing. Iris followed her out of the room, down the corridor, and out into a longer one.
Nondescript doors lined the walls, solid without windows and all painted white. There weren’t any labels or identifying information. “What are all these rooms for?”
“I can’t tell you anything yet. I wish I could, but I can’t. I’m sure you understand.”
Iris grunted. “So many bloody secrets.”
“Yes, but they help protect our kind. Which is why, despite thinking Holbrook could’ve helped Skyhunter sooner, I work with him to better protect my clan now.”
“You sound more like a Protector than a doctor, aye?”
Scarlett glanced at her. “Given what was done to me and the others under Marcus King, more of the doctors should’ve acted like Protectors.”
Iris studied the dragonwoman. She’d heard a lot of rumors about Skyhunter and its former leader, but hadn’t ever really asked for the truth. As she debated doing so, Scarlett stopped in front of a door and waited for it to scan her eye. The door opened, and she gestured inside. “He’s in there.”
“Before I head in, I just wanted to thank you for helping me.”
“No worries. But in reality, you helped me just as much with my prototype.”
“And you’ll let me know when we can try them out on Lochguard?”
Scarlett smiled. “I hope soon. But I’ll push to make your clan the test one.”
“Not your own?”
“Well, let’s just say that if something shorts out, I’d rather it be for a different clan than my own. It could make my job as a doctor more difficult.”
Iris snorted. “Fair point.”
A familiar male voice came from inside the room. “I thought you wanted answers, Iris? Or would you rather chat longer with Dr. Turner?”