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I snorted. They were here to pin the blame on Nash, and I knew it.
“Then get this trespasser off our property.” Pippa stabbed a finger at Harlon.
He tsked. “They signed a bill of sale last week. I have it back at my office. This is my property now, but they refuse to vacate it.”
“We refuse towhat?” Pippa and I screeched.
Harlon was lying through his teeth, but he was doing it so calmly and confidently, I was afraid the agents would buy it.
But, whew. Captain Edwards stuck up a hand, cutting Harlon off. “We’ll take your statement in due time. Now, put your hands on your head and face the vehicle.”
“Of course. Anything to cooperate with the law,” Harlon hummed, sweet as honey, though he made no move to obey. “And anything to help bring in that renegade dragon. You’ll need to get him under control right away.”
My hopes sank. He was doing it again, dammit — playing tricks with people’s minds.
But Edwards barked, having none of that. “Save the mind-bending for humans, and put your hands on the vehicle. Now.”
I nearly cheered. What a relief to know the agents were immune to Harlon’s magic.
Then again, I wasn’t off the hook yet.
Edwards was a fit, square-jawed, sixtysomething man with a neat, salt-and-pepper beard. The kind of man who probably turned women’s heads everywhere he went — and not just the over-fifty crowd. A little like Harlon, in fact — except Edwards was on the right side of the law.
Or so I hoped.
“You and you,” he barked at Pippa and me. “Stay right where you are. And that dragon — I want him down here, pronto.”
I looked at Nash, who was still circling. Why hadn’t he fled when he’d had the chance?
Intense bronze eyes stared down at me, vowing never to leave as long as I needed him.
My heart fluttered, and I flashed him a broad smile.
“There’s another dragon over there, sir.” One of the agents pointed.
Edwards nodded curtly. “That one too.” He jutted his chin and boomed at them both. “You and you. You have one minute to land. There and there.” He pointed to two spots on the ground.
The guy had a hell of a voice — and a hell of a presence. Plus, neither the warlock nor dragon aspect seemed to faze him. But I supposed that was a requirement when you worked for an agency specializing in supernatural activity. Was he also a dragon shifter? A wolf? A warlock?
At his signal, four agents stepped behind a vehicle. A minute later, they were towering above it in dragon form. Without a word — or a growl — they stalked to one side and formed an intimidating line behind the other agents.
Pippa’s jaw dropped. “Wow. Dragons.”
I gulped. Yes, four of them. Just what we needed to top off this mess.
“How do you expect Nash to land with you crowding him?” I protested.
Edwards didn’t blink. “He knows the procedure.”
So, he knew it was Nash. Did they know each other personally? And, yikes. Was that a good or a bad thing?
Nash circled slowly, then glided in to land beside me instead of the indicated spot. He stood there, teeth bared, wings extended, tail lashing.
“Boy, am I glad he’s on our side,” Pippa murmured.
Me too. He’d single-handedly — er, single-clawedly? — fought off four dragons to save my ranch and my family. He could have run off to save his own hide, but he didn’t. He’d stayed to fight — for us.
For me.
