Wild witch. Ancient dragon. Forecast: disaster.
Cassia Gale is hiding her volatile magic behind a sharp tongue and sharper boundaries. She doesn’t need anyone.
Especially not the infuriatingly calm dragon elder who shows up to study the town’s magic and looks at her like she’s a problem to solve.
Too bad he’s also unfairly gorgeous—all silver hair, cold eyes, and a voice so deep it makes her thunder rumble in places it shouldn’t. Aero Tau is eight hundred years old. He does not get flustered.
Then a storm witch with wild curls and a wilder mouth blows into his research and short-circuits every rational thought he has.
She challenges his data, interrupts his focus, and smells like rain and recklessness.
When she gets angry, her eyes flash like lightning—and his dragon wants to chase the storm just to see what happens.
When something ancient rises from the deep, Cassia and Aero must sync their clashing powers to save Haven Shores.
But between heated arguments and touches that leave them both breathless, staying professional becomes impossible.
