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with contentment with his eyes drifting closed at the touch of her hands. The warmth of his skin nearly burned against her hands. He was real. Shock shook her to her very bones. Everything about this man in front of her was the same as the dream she’d had of him. Could she be going crazy? Or was he actually real?

    “Kieran, is it really you?”

    His skin quivered beneath her finger tips as she traced down his face to his throat and down to his bare muscular chest. His clawed hand reached up to grasp her hand with a slow movement. A look of wonder took over his face as his warm fingers touched her skin. Sucking in a calming breath, he reached out toward her face. She jerked back slightly at the sight of his sharp claws causing him to freeze. Pausing a moment, his eyes captured hers with a beseeching look. Once again, he slowly reached out like he was trying to touch a bird that would take to the sky in an instant. As his warm fingers cupped gently at the side of her face, a gush of air escaped from her lungs.

    “Elena,” his deep voice rumbled out in astonishment. Then, just like her dream, he began to fade.

    “No, wait!” Shaking her head, she desperately reached to grab a hold of him as his body began to fade. Her fingers swept through his hands like they were comprised of smoke. His body became transparent as mist and disappeared bit by bit until Elena was standing alone on the dark sidewalk.

    Gasping for air, she shoved a shaking hand against her forehead as her mind struggled to process what had just happened. Had she imagined it all? Was she going crazy?

    * ~ * ~ *

    Leaping off the raised alter, Kieran stumbled across the floor of the temple. Enormous waves of pain filled his very being and caused him to gasp in rough pants. Falling to his knees, his hand clutched at his aching chest. His chest felt shredded. Pain coursed through his entire being as if a part of him had been ripped away.

    “What did you do?” the accusing words hissed out from above him.

    Rushing to his side Sera bent down to loop one of her arms around his larger one. Pulling on his arm she assisted him back onto his feet. Jerking from her grasp, Kieran stumbled back, turning to lean heavily against the stone alter. He didn’t need to look at Sera to know she was angry. Her anger was so tangible in the air he could practically taste it.

    He’d come to Kalaya’s temple as Sera had suggested to reach for his mate through dream seeking . Using her endowed powers as priestess, Sera could connect with him and strengthen his bond with Elena. Within his dream state his soul should have instantly sought out Elena’s just as it had last time.

    But something else had happened instead. Somehow when searching for his mate, his soul instead wondered through a dark void until he found a trail that pulled him to his mate and across a threshold of his world. The lure of his mate became too powerful to ignore.

    Soon he found himself standing on a strange dark street with strange sounds and smells around him. His unclaimed soul instantly located Elena’s nearby. Never before had he felt such a powerful rage as when he watched two human males attacking her. He had been all too happy to indulge the primitive side of himself and let out the beast within. But it had cost him. The pain was nearly too much to bare. If Sera hadn’t withdrawn her power and pulled him back when she did, he may have been lost to Elena’s world.

    “Kieran,” she scolded with a dark look. “What have you done?” her words were filled with horror.

    “I was there…” he whispered dazed while ignoring her entirely. “I could smell her. Goddess, she smelled good. I have to go back.”

    “Are you listening to me Kieran? This is not how it is suppose to be. You cannot use this gift to go to your mate while she is awake. You could have killed yourself and endangered everyone. If the Gu’an heard of this—”

    “What would you have me do? She was in danger and the