best she could come up with.
Are you okay? she asked her sisters, filtering out her brothers for the moment.
Isa, her eldest sister, spoke, sounding worried and furious at once. Yes, are you okay?
I’m fine. She was trying to process all that was happening to her, but more worried about whether her family was safe wherever they’d been taken. Do you know where you are?
Isa hesitated before speaking again. No. All I know is we are in no way a match for them. Their power is just too strong. Fighting them would be dangerous. They didn’t harm us the first time, but might if we attempt it again. Our full combined power was nothing to theirs and not worth using again. The smartest thing we can do is gain as much information as we can and watch. The dark one, Bastian, says you’re Conn’s mate and started explaining what that is… Did he hurt you?
No. He didn’t hurt me. She was embarrassed at just how much her sisters would have scented in the room, without the other one, Jax, announcing it. She clenched her teeth.
Mia, are you okay? Dacia asked.
Yes. Mia sounded embarrassed. Dacia’s smaller sister had laid claim on Jax in the middle of the fight. Said, “Mine,” so loud they’d all been caught off guard. Bastian said I’m not going through the same thing as you are. Don’t worry about me. How are you, really? Mia asked.
I’m fine. My beast wants him, is going crazy for him. I don’t know what it all means, but he’s saying the same thing. He says if I touch him, it’ll start a mating, and it sounds permanent. We’ll go into a sexual frenzy, and he’ll claim me as his. Animalistic is the only word that’s close to fitting… Do you feel in danger there? Dacia asked.
Isa answered again, No. That’s the odd part. Be watchful and try to get as much information as you can from him. We’ll be doing the same. And, Dacia, be careful, come to us unless you can get free.
Yes, her other sisters chimed in.
She heard her brothers’ fury and their bellowed demands, their oldest in Italy and Gunn on the other side of the country wanting answers. Dacia left them for Isa to deal with. She just couldn’t pay attention to their meltdowns. Not when the entire time she’d spoken to her sisters the majority of her mind and senses were trained on the warm male next to her. Her wolf pushing and fighting for her to get closer to him.
She relaxed marginally, knowing that her sisters didn’t feel in any danger where they were. What if her wolf was right? She’d felt like she was losing a piece of herself when she thought she couldn’t trust her instincts, her animal. She experienced a small tinge of hope and relief that warred with distrust and anxiety. She’d been so worried it was all compromised, and then where would she be?
Dacia tracked Conn’s movements; everything tuned to him without conscious thought. She knew the quiet stride of his muscled legs as well as each intoxicating exhale of breath that made his wide chest rise and fall under the two shirts. Even lost in her own thoughts she tracked that and the placement of his arms at his side, casual, walking at human pace, but with banked power licking at her side. So much heat.
“What do Guardians do?” she asked as he paced next to her on the sidewalk. It was important to learn as much as she could.
They passed more Victorians, bigger than hers, set back from the tree-lined street. Some had lights still on in upstairs rooms, but soon they would blink out and the humans would fall asleep. She remembered watching them holding hands and strolling in the opposite direction the last night she’d been there. Her fingers flexed at her sides. Was such a simple touch with a male such an enjoyable experience? She’d assumed it was more a comfort, like her sisters cuddling, not something to heighten arousal, but she couldn’t imagine anything so simple with the male beside her.
The rain was steady, just enough to blanket her overheated flesh and charge the
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