Free Brown, Berengaria - Dragons Redeemed [Dragon Lovers 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Berengaria Brown Page A

rope though. That grappling hook ought to have set off her security system. Daegan would have been alerted that there was trouble about to happen, even if he didn’t know what type of problem there was.
    The living room seemed to be full of people. Fortunately, they were all wearing clothes. Trudy really couldn’t get used to the casual way these men all wandered around naked. Not that they weren’t nice to look at—they were very easy on the eyes, all of them—but it just didn’t seem normal to her. And no way would she shift in front of them.
    William hurried over and opened the sliding glass door, then said, “Trudy, you’re topaz. You’re stunning.”
    “You’ve changed her already?” Angus sounded very surprised. But Trudy wasn’t going to stay around to listen to their chatter. She wanted to be dressed and ready for trouble. She flew into the bedroom, transformed, then shut the door firmly, grabbing her clothes, binding her right knee for extra power, and lacing her boots tightly.
    Only when she felt ready to face whatever trouble might be ahead did she open the door and go back to the living room.
    Sinclair, Jay, and Mallory were the only ones still there, gathered around the computer and quite excited about something.
    “What’s going on?” asked Trudy.
    “We’ve just downloaded all the pictures Graegor took and sent them off somewhere safe. Also, we’re pretty sure we know where Teivel lives. The address on his museum paperwork fits the distance from the warehouse, and since he hasn’t got any illegal artworks there, he had no reason to lie about it,” said Mallory.
    “Is it Teivel outside with the rope? Or one of his halfhearted helpers?” Trudy asked.
    “My bet is it’s Teivel himself. Sinclair and I’ve decided to meet with the museum directors and tell them the truth about the museum. Some of them may not believe us, but we’ve got my dad’s letter, and if enough of them do, we can get it set up properly so that it becomes a money-making venture as well as a safe haven for dragon shape-shifters to be dormant when they need to be. We can turn this whole top story into an apartment for Mallory, Angus, Mark, and William, and they’ll do the tours as well as run the museum. And provide protection as well. Sinclair and I’ll find ourselves an apartment to use in our human form. I know Crevan’s looking for a home for you, but you’re all welcome to rest here as well,” said Jay.
    Trudy nodded. It all sounded very sensible, and considering she hadn’t known anything about dragon shape-shifters a month ago, and now was one… Well, if she could adjust, the museum directors could, too. “But we need to sort out Teivel first,” she said.
    “My guess is that the stupid asshole has self-destructed. What’s he doing with a rope and grappling hook? That’s not something a person normally takes to pay a social call. And who pays a social call at dawn anyway?” said Sinclair.
    Just then many sirens converged on the building, men with loud hailers were shouting warnings, and Sinclair pushed Jay to the floor under the desk, yelling to Mallory and Trudy, “Get down.”
    Trudy grabbed Mallory’s arm and dragged her into the hallway away from the windows. They leaned against the solid internal wall, and Trudy listened hard, but there were no gunshots, just a few more shouted instructions and the sounds of booted feet running hard.
    Mallory raised her eyebrows at Trudy. Trudy whispered, “I reckon our men have everything under control.”
    “I recognized some of those paintings. I didn’t have time to look at each photograph carefully, but quite a number of them are well-known missing paintings from the Second World War, and I recall someone saying that’s when Teivel’s collection dates from.”
    “Taking his artworks and his power away from him would be the best way to punish Teivel. I think he gets his rocks off on power,” whispered Trudy.
    It seemed like forever to Trudy, standing