Torn: A Dragon Shifter BBW Menage Serial (Seeking Her Mates Book 1) by Carina Wilder Read Free Book Online Page A

smile.
    “Purely intentional, I assure you.” There were those dimples again…how did he do that?
    “I wouldn’t have associated bears with Scotland, you know,” she said. “I suspect that you see far more bunnies than grizzlies up there.”
    “No, neither would I. But if we’re going to go with animals which are indigenous to the country, the lion seems pretty inappropriate, yet people use it all the time. Not to mention bloody unicorns.”
    “And dragons,” said Lily. “I see dragons fairly frequently.”
    “You raise an interesting point.” Conor looked now as though he were solving a mathematical equation, adding up pieces in his mind.
    “No, I don’t. But show me the rest of the place. This is pretty fascinating.”
    Her host paused and smiled again as Lily looked up at him. “I’m glad you like it here, Lilliana,” he said quietly.
    “Well, how could I not? It’s amazing. All these hidden spots in this city—you never know what you’ll find.”
    “No. You’ll never know what you’ll find,” he repeated.
    Once again Lily found herself frozen in place, staring into his multicoloured, inviting eyes. Perhaps the security cameras wouldn’t be an issue after all. But the repercussions of allowing herself contact with him might be.
    “So,” she added, turning on her heel and taking a few steps ahead of him up the remaining stairs, “Do you bring a lotof young women here?”
    “Only the ones I want to seduce, tie up and store in the basement,” said Conor. “By which I mean ‘no one but you.’”
    She turned and glared at him playfully. “Tie me up? You don’t want to do that,” she said. “You have no idea what I would do to you.”
    “Perhaps not. But I would love to find out.”
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8
    U pstairs , they came to a large sitting room decorated with the most eclectic assortment of furnishings that Lily had ever seen. A table inlaid with bits of ivory from a time when such things were legal; a carved wooden chair that looked as though it might have come from Asia. But what caught Lily’s eye was the large model of a medieval-looking building encased in glass on a large table in the middle of the space.
    “That’s our castle, home of the Dunbar clan.” said Conor as they approached. “In its former glory, of course.”
    “Looks like Dundurn,” murmured Lily, examining it closely. Its style was very similar, its fortifications all but identical. Conor’s ancestors must have been Scottish nobles around the time when she was born.
    “What’s that?” asked Conor.
    “Nothing. Just that it looks a little like a castle I visited with my parents when I was little.”
    “Tell me…” he began.
    Lily felt it again: his fingers grazing her hand. Only this time it was no accident, and this time his fingers encircled her own, squeezing gently as he spoke. “Tell me about your parents. I want to know. I want to understand what it is about you that draws me to you, Lilliana.”
    She studied him. Those eyes of many colours were exploring hers again, as though he could read everything inside her. Why did she even need to explain anything to him? Obviously he knew everything already.
    But no, he couldn’t. He couldn’t know that she was a shifter, destined to find a life in her century with two mates.
    She snapped herself out of the trance by pulling away, pretending that her intention was to walk around the table.
    “There’s nothing to tell, really. They’re just like everyone else’s,” she lied, adding silently, Except that my mother is a dragon queen, my fathers both dire wolves and they have two armies at their disposal and can pass through time.
    “I don’t believe you for a moment,” said Conor. “You’re not like anyone else, and as I understand it uniqueness tends to be genetic.”
    “Then your parents must be very odd indeed,” Lily teased, now standing opposite him, the castle acting as a barrier between their bodies.
    “Must they? Are you saying that I’m