Page 2 of Dragon Tempted

Take their powers

Free the sky

She stopped for a moment before remembering the second paragraph, which could help possibly break the curse.

An oracle born

Templars united

Blood will be shed

Forgiveness and Sacrifice

Magic restored

Sienna looked at the foreign words, and a chill ran down her spine. They had chosen not to share the scroll with the other clans because of the reference to oracles. According to dragon lore, historically each clan had a female who was born an oracle and could see the future. But there hadn’t been any oracles that they were aware of for centuries. Until her niece Arabella was born with the oracle mark. Her brother Eric and his wife, Megan, didn’t want anyone to know for fear that someone would try to harm their daughter.

Sienna understood and would walk through fire for her. And Lily, who coincidentally—or not so coincidentally—bore the oracle’s mark as well. Plus Lily could see the future, even if it came to her through her drawings.

How was all of this even possible? If someone had told her two years ago that witches and curses existed, she would have told them they needed a psychologist.

Now? Now her family was in danger—hell, all the dragons were in danger, and they needed to do something about it. She couldn’t shake the feeling that something was going to happen soon. She just wasn’t sure if it meant breaking the curse or succumbing to it.

Could they tell the other clans part of the curse and remove the oracle line in the second paragraph? Or maybe the leaders would listen to someone else. Someone who knew about the curse firsthand?

Sienna placed the scroll back in the safe, closed the door, and spun the dial. She grabbed her phone off her desk and called Ryan. “Can you bring the car around. I have a meeting.”

She shut down her computer and straightened the desk before heading through the clan house to the front porch. Ryan stood next to the SUV waiting for her. How many times had she told him not to act like a chauffeur? At least he didn’t try to put her in the back seat, instead opening the front passenger door for her. She rolled her eyes at him, and he kept his expression serious except for a slight smirk before mumbling, “Just get in, Your Highness.”

He closed the door before she could offer a retort, and jogged around to the driver’s side and climbed inside.

“Why do you keep opening the door for me?” she snarked. If she had her way, she would be driving herself around.

He started the car. “Because you’re the head of the clan and there are certain formalities that we should observe.”

She fastened her seat belt. “Please. What’s the real reason?”

His smirk turned into a grin as he pulled around the circular drive. “It irritates you.”

“This is what I get for having my best friend as my bodyguard.”

His eyes widened in fake innocence. “Don’t you mean your personal assistant?”

“Ryan. You know that Adam and Eric might have agreed that I would remain leader, but that doesn’t mean they still aren’t overprotective with everything that’s happened recently. I know what you really are.”

He reached for his sunglasses and put them on. All that was missing was an earpiece and he could pass for a Secret Service agent. “Are you saying I’m not a good assistant?”

“No. You’re an annoyingly good assistant.”

Ryan chuckled. “Thanks. I think.”

Sienna sighed. “You’re annoyingly good at everything. Don’t get a big head about it.”

He turned toward her for a moment. “I don’t need to worry about that around you.”

She rested her head against the seat. “Sorry. I shouldn’t be taking my bad mood out on you.”

“Since you have your throat-punch face on, I figured as much.”