foot.
She wished they’d just say whatever they thought was so important. The more they
delayed, the more nervous she became. Even though she knew it couldn’t be that bad,
her tension was growing.
“Being a Tiria gives you the ability to draw power into you. A Tiria has special
needs.” Jaeson walked over to stand near her.
She titled her head. At least he wasn’t so close she had to crane her neck to see him.
He looked a little nervous and watchful. Well, more watchful than he had been before
and he looked ready to move. She had the impression he was ready to grab her. She
wasn’t going to make a run for the door. Not unless they didn’t get to the point soon.
“She needs someone to take the power she draws into her, at least some of it.”
Samiel sat down on the end of the bed.
Meagan looked at the dragon and then at the hand’s breadth of space between
them. Close enough to touch and too tempting. She’d been so absorbed in finding some
reason for the attacks that she’d ignored most of their body language. They were
focused on her and their sexual intent seemed so obvious. She licked her lips.
“I did well enough last night. The level was high, but shielding the town took it
down to a bearable level.” She shrugged. She didn’t see the big deal about the power
that she could pull into her now. Maybe if there had been more merdanons it would have
been a problem, but she was certain she could have handled it in some way without the
assistance of those two men.
“It was probably a small battle. It won’t be that easy in the future.” Samiel frowned.
“Especially when the Dark Sorcerer learns of you. He’ll do everything he can to kill
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“I already knew that, expected it.” She shook her head. It was obvious that she’d be
a target.
“Had you expected to have two mates?” Jaeson cupped her chin.
She tensed. She hadn’t heard him move. His words slowly began to filter through
her surprise. Two mates. She looked from Jaeson to Samiel hoping to see a teasing
smile. They both stared at her expectantly.
She shook her head. “I’m not going to have two mates. A witch chooses her wizard.
There might not have been many high wizards here, but you can bet when I’m ready,
I’ll find one.”
Samiel laughed. “High witches might have chosen their mate in the past. There
aren’t that many men here. Aside from that, witches marrying two men isn’t all that
strange. In addition to the dragon and vampire pairs there are wizards who join in
pairs.”
She exhaled heavily. Something didn’t seem right about their explanation to her.
Her eyes narrowed. They had to be lying. Two mates just because she’d picked up the
ancient weapons? How naïve did they think she was?
“Oh, so you two are my mates because I’m a Tiria ? You’re going to have to come up
with a better story than that. What is it you’re actually angling for? A few nights of sex?
You’re both sexy and probably more than aware of it. You don’t have to pull that kind
of trick.” She felt anger rise as she thought of the game they were trying to play.
“Trick.” Samiel’s voice rumbled with a low growl.
Meagan tried to move back, but Samiel grasped her wrist. Even in that loose grip,
she knew she couldn’t pull free. She squared her shoulders. He wouldn’t intimidate her
so easily. The man might be large and strong, but she could take care of herself.
“This is no trick and it’s not because you’re a Tiria . All the Tiria will have two
mates, but they would have two mates regardless of if they ever picked up the
weapons. It’s the woman’s magic that matches. Your magic is a match with ours.”
Jaeson slid onto the bed on her other side. His voice sounded determined.
Meagan raised her brows. “My magic matches yours. And how do you know this?”
“I can feel it. If Samiel bit you, he could taste it.” Jaeson cupped her chin.
“You can sense it. I