out of its socket. Her behind met the porch as she fell backwards and was pulled towards the interior of the house.
She crawled to her knees bending over as she gasped for air. The warmth that left her was slowly invading her again and her hair stood on end. Such a strange thing to notice, but she could feel it standing straight up on her head as if she were electrocuted.
“What happened?” she panted, still not able to fully inflate her lungs.
“Mutufa has found a way to allow his essence to escape the other plane.”
“Lucky me.”
“He won’t stop until he kills you.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re my mate.”
“I hate to break it to you, Syn, but I have yet to see the good side of being your mate.”
He looked at her before walking to the door and slamming it shut. “We have to get out of here.”
“And then what? Can I go back home?”
He took a deep sigh remembering she was just a baby. “If you want to die.”
“Why aren’t you forcing me to go with you, if I’m that precious to you?”
He walked over to her, bending down so he could look into her eyes.
“You’re a baby only thirty years. I have forgotten how many years I have lived. Do I force you to bond with me so I can live longer when you have yet to live? There was a time in my life when I would have. Anything to live another day, but no more. Making your life miserable so mine will be extended is something I no longer wish to do.”
“Why? I don’t understand.”
He stood and walked away.
She got up testing her legs and walked over to him. “Explain why you’re not interested in me.”
She couldn’t help herself. She felt something unfurl within. The desire to push him sat on her shoulders urging her on. She felt her hands fist. If he wouldn’t talk to her she would pummel his back until he spoke, because she needed the answers.
He turned, the flames snapping in his eyes making her believe for a minute that he was truly a dragon. He opened his mouth his teeth having changed to small spikes. Whatever he was, it wasn’t human.
“I want a mate. Not someone who feels she has a duty to me, allowing me to rut between her legs. I have had a lifetime of women who wanted to know how a dragon shifter did it. I would rather be frozen than see the pity in your eyes as you look at me.”
Her breath caught in her throat as he walked away. A pity date. She knew all about that. Jeremy, the hottest football player in school, asked her to the spring formal in twelfth grade. Her mom took her out and bought her the prettiest dress. She was so proud when he cocked his arm and led her to the limo his parents rented for them.
The dance had been marvelous and when it was over he had the limo pull over. Her first kiss, the perfect end to a perfect day. He opened the door and they walked over to the ledge where dates came to kiss.
He had looked her deeply in her face and smiled.
“I can’t wait to tell the guys that I kissed you. They will be so jealous.”
All the joy in her stomach soured. She stomped on her emotions that night, refusing to cry just as she refused to kiss him. He pulled at her dress as she tried to pass him, ripping it. That’s when she fought. The limo driver, hearing her scream, rescued her.
He escorted her back to the limo leaving Jeremy cussing up a storm. He shouted no one would ever want her; all she would ever be was a pity fuck. She knew better now. Everyone seemed to want her but tell that to the teenage girl in her.
She dropped her head. She felt just like Syn, she wanted to be wanted for who she was and not what she was.
“I’ll go with you.”
“What?”
“If you can get us out of here I will go with you. There’s only two things I’m leaving behind–my best friend and my house. I’ll call Nadia and have her watch the house. Then we can see if there is anything between us. If not then we will go our separate ways. Deal?”
“Deal. Now all we have to do is get out of here.”
“If we