Mail-Order Bride [Taos Wolven Mates] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

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chamber wasn’t far by multi-lift, and they arrived near the room almost immediately after they stepped inside and Lorcan punched the code for their destination.
    Just outside the Chamber, he turned Dana to face him, gently cupped her cheek and tilted her head back to meet his gaze. As much as he didn’t want to give her the chance to recant her decision, he knew he must. She had the right to know she had a choice, no matter how impossible that choice may seem to her. “You have this one chance to change your mind, my beauty.” He indicated the door to her right. “Once you step through that door, you are giving your consent to bond with us. As much as Tarin and I might like to think we could stop and let you go, you must know that there is a chance that our other sides may not allow it. Choose now. Enter or not, it is still your choice.”
    Dana smiled up at him and tilted her head to better fit his palm. “I know, and I still choose you. You don’t understand, Lorcan. You and Tarin have given me a choice. It was all I ever wanted. My uncle took my choices away and wanted to turn me into one of his soiled doves.” She shook her head. “Don’t you see? Being the wife of two men, loving two men, is a choice I would gladly make over that.”
    Pain stabbed him in the heart. He didn’t want her to choose them because they were the lesser of two evils. He wanted her to choose them because it was what felt right in her heart. He couldn’t take what she offered even if it meant he would never mate. The bonding process had already begun, and no other woman would ever do for him, but he couldn’t accept such a sacrifice from her no matter the consequences. Dropping his hand from her cheek he stepped back.
    With a frown, Dana stepped forward. “Did I say something wrong?”
    Lorcan scrubbed his face with his hands and shook his head. “No. You didn’t say anything wrong. What you said was right for you, but I can’t accept your sacrifice.”
    She clasped her hands together beneath her breast and twisted her fingers together. “What have I said?” She searched his gaze, and he looked away. How could he tell her that they couldn’t accept her if she sacrificed herself to them to avoid a greater evil? That wasn’t what the bonding was about.
    The bonding was a blending of two or more souls. They bound themselves together in life and in death. If one died, the other died unless there was another to anchor them to this plane of existence. In the instance of three or more in a bond, one could die without affecting the others in any way but grief. That was the type of bond he and Tarin wanted with her.
    Each of them had loved her for months. They felt the bond reaching for her and allowed it because they had been so certain she would agree to mate with them, willingly. How could they have been so wrong?
    “But…but why?” Tears filled her eyes as she stood before him. “I told you that I would do this, even though my people would think it wanton and deviant.” She shook her head, almost as though she couldn’t believe he was backing out. “Are you going to make me say it, make me admit it?” She looked around them as though frightened someone would overhear her words.
    “Do you wish for me to tell you that I have had these strange, forbidden feelings ever since I saw you and Tarin enter the train? Must I confess to wanting you both from the minute my gaze met yours across the train? Will you force me to tell you that I have wanted you and Tarin like I have wanted no man…together?”
    She spun around, her head in her hands, and sobbed. “I don’t understand these feelings roiling inside of me. I want things I shouldn’t possibly want. I need things that I have no idea how to make happen, and you stand there and tell me that you cannot accept my sacrifice because you think me unworthy?”
    Reaching down, Dana grasped at her jumpsuit then stomped her foot. “I hate this thing. I want my dress. I want my

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