The Dragonlings' Very Special Valentine by S. E. Smith

Author:S. E. Smith [Smith, S. E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: S. E. Smith

Chapter Twelve

Jarak rolled over onto his side and groaned. He pushed up into a sitting position and reached up to grab his aching head. He was going to have someone’s ass roasted over a spit.

He shook his head and groaned again. Falling back to the stiff straw under him, he decided moving his head at the moment was not a smart move. He kept his eyes closed and breathed in and out through his nose until the nausea settled.

Unfamiliar scents rushed through him. He breathed in again, trying to dissect each one and categorize it. What the hell happened? If a transporter malfunctioned, he would have expected to end up as some unrecognizable blob, not smelling….

“What the… ?!” Jarak’s eyes flew open and his head jerked to the side when something soft, hairy, and warm brushed across his nose and mouth.

He rolled to his feet. His dragon stirred, languorously shaking off his sleepiness as if unaware that anything strange had happened to them. He could feel his dragon’s curiosity when they found themselves face to face with a large, brown animal with white markings across its forehead.

Jarak stumbled backwards within the claustrophobic enclosure, suddenly off balance by the thick straw under his feet. He braced a hand against a rough wooden wall. This time, he stopped himself from shaking his head before it was too late. Instead, he looked around with a growing sense of alarm.

“Where in the dragon’s balls am I?” he muttered, still dazed from whatever had happened.

The large beast stepped forward, bowing and shaking its head. Jarak didn’t get the feeling that it was attacking. If it was, he would be in piss poor shape to do anything about it, considering his dragon was just staring at it as dumbly as he was.

“Where are we?” he asked his dragon.

Don’t know, his dragon replied.

Jarak spotted a gate to his left. He moved along the wood towards it, fumbled for the latch, and pulled it free. After stepping out of the small enclosure, he shut the beast inside. Even then, he had to move away from the gate when it leaned its head over the edge to gaze at him. He ran his hand through his short, thick hair, and grimaced when pieces of straw fell from it.

Glancing back and forth, he saw a set of large, brown, wooden doors at the far end. He was obviously in some type of animal containment building. His hand moved to his side. Another curse escaped him when he realized he didn’t have any weapons on him. It would be just him.

Maybe we was in battle and died, his dragon murmured.

We aren’t at war with anyone, Jarak reminded his dragon.

Then you not need me, his dragon muttered.

I… Jarak’s silent retort died on his lips when a familiar form wobbled out from another one of the small enclosures.

“How did you get here?” Jarak asked in disbelief when he saw his symbiot.

The large symbiot shook, and promptly fell on its butt. It gave him a dazed look.

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