Wrangler Dragon by Terry Bolryder

Author:Terry Bolryder [Bolryder, Terry]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-21T18:30:00+00:00

15

Later the next day, Clancy took Billie out on a picnic in a meadow out on the range, glad to just spend some time with her after what had happened the night before.

The men that had shown up at her family’s house were no ordinary ruffians. Many of them were shifters, and they’d been sent by someone. Whoever was after the dragon’s talon was serious about it, which meant he needed to do something about it before Billie or her dad got caught up in something much bigger than either of them.

But for the time being, it was nice to just lie next to her, warm beneath the bright Texas sun, as puffy white clouds filtered past them. The earth was soft, and the grasses in the meadow were blooming, and everything was extra fresh after a short rainstorm that had passed through earlier that morning.

“So did you know that Thompson had a special tailor in Houston that custom made all his Stetsons?” Billie said, lying on her side beside him. Her cute face was flushed from the warmth, her blue jeans and red T-shirt doing little to hide her womanly curves.

“Actually, he had two different shops he went to. One in Houston, one in San Antonio,” he said with a grin, loving the way she looked shocked every time he shared a new detail.

They continued to swap stories while he filled in details and talked about the Wild West in vague terms, and for the first time in his life, everything seemed perfect. Practically perfect.

Except for the fact of what he was.

The part of him he’d been running away from ever since he went out west.

And the fact that he was Tucker Thompson on top of that.

How long could they go on like this? Not only was he the very person they’d been talking about for days now, but there was something darker, more dangerous than even the legends of the gunslinger he’d once been.

His dragon. Every time he even thought about Billie, it growled, “Mate,” deep inside his bones.

But swamp dragons were violent. Aggressive. He’d been told long ago they didn’t have mates. And all his life, he’d learned to suppress the creature so he could fight without it coming out and causing a blood frenzy with its violent nature.

Sometimes he wished he hadn’t come from the swamps. That he’d been born a prairie dragon like Harrison or even a mountain dragon like Beck.

But that was just wishful thinking.

For now, he was just grateful for this moment with Billie.

“You sure you aren’t the Tucker Thompson?” Billie laughed, asking him for the dozenth time since their meeting. “You know a heckuva lot about him.”

Clancy badly wanted to tell his mate the truth. But when? This didn’t seem like the right moment. He shrugged, grinning and tipping his hat over his eyes to tease her. “Family secrets. Nothing else.”

Billie giggled, tossing the blades of grass she’d been fidgeting with at him. “You and your secrets.” She moved closer to him and had the audacity to pull his hat off, her whiskey-colored eyes looking him up and down.

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