certain man from your past.”
Her heart went cold. She should have known no matter where she went, Tim would affect her.
“Here’s what’s complicating the situation. He seems to have found allies that are enemies to the dragons. And they’re dangerous, Tara. Dangerous to you, to Quill, to Drake. An unstable triad can’t take on what is coming, no matter how individually strong they are.”
She shook her head. She didn’t want Quill or Drake hurt. “What did you see?” she asked. “What do you know?”
Gentry rubbed his temples lightly as he closed his eyes. “Only if things go on the way they are, it doesn’t end well. And we can’t afford that, Tara. Dragons are rare. Valuable. As are dragon-hearts. That’s why the best thing might be to relocate you to another pair, see if that works.”
Her lips twisted in a sneer. “You can’t just pawn me off on someone else. I didn’t agree to just come into the dragon world. I agreed to try things with Quill and Drake.”
“Be that as it may, we might not be able to allow that,” he said gently but firmly.
Tara didn’t respond to that, but she could feel her heart ache momentarily. He was right, Drake and Quill were a mess. She’d seen it this morning. They couldn’t agree on anything to do with matters of work, and in the end, she’d been left alone. Was still alone, for all intents and purposes.
“They are good men,” Gentry said, responding to her thoughts. “Good dragons.” He knelt next to her, and she felt her hand slip between his. “But it’s not your job to make their troubled partnership work. They’ve never gotten along as dragons should.”
She flushed. She’d seen them work together as one; it just happened in the bedroom. If they could get that kind of unity outside of it, maybe they’d have something.
“I know you’ve already started to bond with them, but perhaps you could consider us instead, as an option that might benefit everyone? It would take some time to get used to us, but you’d be safe with us. We’d treasure you, Tara.”
She raised an eyebrow, pulling back her hand. “You only want me because I might be a dragon-heart.”
“And Quill and Drake are different?” Sterling scoffed.
She thought so. Drake had been reluctant to even try with her before he’d gotten to know her. It was like both of them knew it was going to be complicated, but they’d been willing to try in order to be with her.
She couldn’t give up now. She stood. “I can’t. I need to go to them.”
Sterling glared at her. “And what could you do for them, human? You’d just be in the way.”
“I could maybe make them stop fighting. Or… I don’t know. But they need me. I can’t leave them now.”
Gentry raised an eyebrow. “Is it the sex?” He appraised her knowingly.
The sex had been amazing with them. She’d never felt more cared for, more alive, and she wanted to explore that with them. But that wasn’t the only reason for going back.
“Because we can please you as well, I’m certain,” Gentry said. He raised her hand to his lips and kissed it gently. Then his eyes met hers playfully as he sucked softly on the sensitive place between her knuckles.
It was sensual but unwelcome because she didn’t know him. Didn’t care for him like she did her two difficult dragons. She yanked her hand back, and when he reached for it again, she slapped him across the face.
Just lightly but to make it clear she didn’t want it.
Sterling went still with rage. “Don’t you touch him.” She felt her hands pinned over her head by invisible bonds, and fear threatened to choke her. It felt like Tim; it was too much like Tim.
“Stop it,” Gentry said urgently. “Let her go. You’re scaring her.”
She wanted it not to be true, but it was. Anyone being controlling reminded her of that. But Sterling stayed there, overprotective of his partner.
“She struck you,” he said. “It can’t be allowed.”
“Sterling, let her
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