Guardian's Beloved Mate (Song of the Sídhí Series #4) Read Online Free PDF Page B

girl. She’d left when he needed her the most. If he ever got his hands on her, he’d rip her head off her shoulders.
    The sound of clashing swords filled the air.
    “Guardian, I can’t hold them forever. I suggest you hurry,” Sarah’s icy tone clipped the words in his head.
    Alex growled.
    He turned to the furious gaze of his mate and was struck silent.
    The Song of the Sídhí burst through his veins, thrumming through him until he felt like his eyeballs would explode. The eerily, blaring music boomed and crashed demanding his complete attention. His gaze softened as he watched Lizzie. Instinctively, he knew she heard the same symphony that he heard. This time, he did not hear the music alone.
    Lizzie’s eyes grew wide, filling with tears as she recognized the sweet mate song. Her lips trembled. She tried to raise her hand, but thick, silver cuffs held her secure against the floor.
    He dropped a quick kiss onto her forehead.
    Curling his fingers around her wrist, he slid Sarah’s synth blade through the heavy manacles. First, he freed her wrists then her feet. Finally, he cut the collar from around her slender throat.
    He slid his arms around her, so very gently pulling her bone-thin body against his rumbling chest.
    At the contact, her body shuddered. “Hurry, Alex. If they release the basilisk we’ll never get out.”
    He stood, cradling her in his powerful grasp. It wasn’t a moment too soon.
    Sarah darted through the door.
    Lizzie snarled at the girl.
    “Easy, love, she’s with me,” Alex said, hoping, nay praying the girl would agree to port them out, because from the sound of the corridor more troops were fast arriving.
    Sarah shoved the door shut and leaned against it, a thin bar of synth crystal formed across the doorway.
    “Port us out of here,” Alex said firmly. His insides twisted. He didn’t doubt she would refuse him.
    “Right,” Sarah said, glaring at him, “just like that I’m supposed to risk everything to save your miserable hide. Tell me guardian, why should I do that?”
    Alex glared at her, searching his brain. He knew there was only one thing she wanted: The secret to locking the portals in her home valley. It was one of the most closely guarded secrets within the Dragon Council.
    “I’ll talk to Nick.” Nick was her destined mate, a stubborn young man that refused to bond with her. “Give me ten minutes with the boy and I’ll make him understand how precious a mate is. After I’m through with him, he’ll beg you to bond with him,” Alex said, grasping at the one thing he knew she cared about above all others.
    Or so he thought.
    Sarah laughed. The sound ended in a near sob as she abruptly cut the laughter off. For a single moment, the girl looked demented.
    He clung tighter to Lizzie. “My hoard is yours. Everything, jewels and treasure from two thousand years, it’s yours to keep. Just get us out of here.”
    Sarah turned her face to the silver door. “I’ve killed everyone who saw my face. No one knows I’m here, perhaps I should just leave.”
    Lizzie shuddered. Her husky voice barely rose above a whisper. “You won’t. Your aura is that of honor and loyalty. God almighty, I’ve never seen anyone with such an aura. It literally has thick streams of what looks like synth crystal twined throughout. It’s a constant flaring ribbon with so many vivid colors I can’t separate them, integrity and righteous morality are two of the strongest.”
    Sarah’s shoulders stiffened. “My loyalty is to my people,” she said, not looking at either of them.
    “No, it’s not,” Lizzie stated, “at least, not entirely.”
    “Sarah, I’ll do everything in my power to get you the information you seek,” Alex said earnestly.
    “What does she want?” Lizzie questioned.
    “The ability to lock Trellick Valley’s portals against her enemies,” Alex said, gently rubbing his chin against the top of Lizzie’s head. His precious bundle leaned closer.
    Alex glanced up.
    Sarah