Fated to the Grumpy Dragon

I ran when the dragons attacked, only to end up in a bad place.
So I tried to run again.
This time, I somehow ended up dumped on the shores of the Dragon Isles, with no memory of how I got there, and only the word of an angry but handsome dragon-man to say that I volunteered. As if.
I can’t leave, but I can’t stay. The dragons ruined my life once before.
I won’t let this one do it again.
No matter how much my stomach ties itself into knots when he comes near.