It could only be done when I was inside him, and the thought brought up such a vivid image that I could almost feel Devin’s tight heat around me. I swallowed hard at the thought of “claiming” Devin, stifling another groan. How could everything change in a single week? I hadn’t been able to claim him yet, hadn’t given him my fire and completed the mating bond. I had survived two hundred years without the man and been just fine. But then again, I’d never wanted anyone as badly as I did Devin… or cared as much about him wanting me, too.īeing away from him made me feel like a piece of me was missing. I’d never denied myself when I’d wanted something before-or someone- and I’d had no idea that it would be this hard. I groaned, scrubbing a hand over my face.
A year may not be that long in a dragon’s lifetime, but it should have at least been long enough that Dane didn’t still look like a lovesick fool every time he thought of his mate, I thought with a grumpy scowl.
I could tell by the look on his face that he was enjoying the memories of just how “eager” his mate could be. Was it that way with Wes? Does the mating bond scare humans?” “When Sarah took me to meet Devin, he would barely talk to me, would barely look at me. “Dane,” I said, suddenly wondering if it was just me, or if this was something that all fated mates went through. It was why I had left when he had panicked, and why I had stayed away, even though every instinct inside me was screaming to go back to him. Devin’s happiness mattered more to me than my own… which wasn’t a sentiment I was used to, but which I knew without a doubt was true. But not as frustrating as the thought that I might make him unhappy. There was too much wanting and not enough having, and it was frustrating as hell. And that a part of him wouldn’t be happy about it if he gave in to what we both wanted. I could tell that Devin was attracted to me, and normally that would have been enough for me to take what I wanted without any hesitation, but with him, I couldn’t… because even though it was obvious that he wanted me, it was equally obvious that he didn’t want to want me. I swallowed, uncomfortable with the idea that my mate had felt the need to run away from me. Feeling him panic had awoken something in me that was determined to protect him at all costs, even if that meant safeguarding his heart from me. It hurt to think that Devin had been scared of me, but I’d definitely felt something through the connection that bound us together, and it had been something I didn’t ever want to feel again… because it had hurt him.Īlthough I’d always had a do-no-harm and let’s-enjoy-the-moment philosophy toward humans, I’d never had the same protective instincts that Dane had felt for them… but with Devin it was different. I had never pushed my attentions on a man who didn’t want them. “I haven’t heard from him since I followed Sarah home after the park last week. If I ever lost my balance I could shift fast enough to avoid any danger. The drop off didn’t bother me, of course. “I have no idea,” I admitted, starting to pace along the edge of the ledge. He was frowning, wondering out loud about the questions I wished I had answers to: “Why did he marry a woman, anyway? And if he’s not planning on making it permanent, what is he waiting for?” Dane hesitated, then added, “And the children-are they his?” “Did he tell you anything about his marriage?” Dane asked me. I didn’t like feeling melancholy, and I was grateful now when Dane brought my focus back to the present. For all the power that the European dragons wielded, it was a lonely existence, and nothing highlighted that more than seeing what Dane had found with his fated mate. Thoughts of the brother I’d been forced to abandon always hurt, and for centuries, I had avoided dwelling on what we had left behind. When I chose Dane’s way over the life my sire had intended for me the old beast had left in anger… and fathered another child to replace me as his legacy.ĭane and I had tried to save the babe, but we had been young, and we’d failed.
The day my dragon had first burst out of me, shocking in its power and intensity, Dane had felt it and come to me. Dane had rejected that life before I was ever born, and not a day went by that I wasn’t thankful that his friendship had saved me from becoming like my sire.
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