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We? The word was so foreign to her. She understood they had a connection; she wouldn’t deny that, but she hadn’t even kissed him.

Logan spun her in his arms, and she was pressed up against his chest in seconds. His eyes were a deep lavender, and she was beginning to understand his mood swings, and this was a combination of anger and arousal.

“We should rectify that problem immediately.” His lips descended on hers.

Emily surrendered to the kiss, her senses ablaze with the intoxicating taste of Logan’s lips against her own. In that moment of passion, the world around them seemed to fade into oblivion, leaving only the two of them locked in a timeless embrace.

His lips were soft yet demanding, igniting a fire within her that burned with a fierce intensity. With a sense of urgency, she slipped her arms around his neck, drawing him closer as their bodies pressed together in a tangle of desire and longing.

In the heat of the moment, every touch, every caress, sent a shiver of pleasure coursing through her veins. Her heart raced with a fervor that matched the rhythm of their entwined souls.

As they lost themselves in the depths of the moment, time stood still, suspended in their unending embrace of passion. When she was wanton and needing more, he pulled back.

“We must stop before I break my vow.”

CHAPTER 14

“Do you want to stop?” her tone was sultry, and she was a little shocked by it.

Logan’s eyes flickered with lavender. “No, but Legion and Mara are on their way over. Mara is quite eager to meet you.”

Emily’s body froze as she stared at Logan. How did you explain that your entire life is superficial? She hadn’t had any meaningful relationships and no friends since her mother died.

Logan’s face flinched. “You are a druid, Emily. Your sisters and you have a similar connection as me and my dragon brethren. Adara is the source of your power, as Legion is the source of ours.”

“Can you tell me about Adara?”

Logan explained the temple in detail and the sacrifices she had made to ensure a future for her children.

They were still standing at the entrance when Logan finished, and he motioned toward the couches. “Are you ready to sit down?”

Emily tried to mask her nervousness. She followed Logan to the plaid couch, her heart pounding with a mixture of excitementand trepidation. As they sat down together, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease creeping over her. It wasn’t a fear of him; it was the thought of a new family.

But as Logan pulled her against his side, tucking her snugly under his arm, Emily found herself inexplicably drawn to his warmth and strength. Despite her reservations, there was something undeniably comforting about his presence, as if she had finally found a safe harbor in the stormy seas of her tumultuous life.

It was strange, she thought, how effortlessly she seemed to fit against him, as if they were two pieces of a puzzle destined to be together. In his embrace, she felt a sense of belonging she had never known before, a feeling of completeness that washed over her like a soothing balm.

But even as she reveled in the comfort of his embrace, Emily couldn’t shake the nagging doubts that lingered in the back of her mind. How could she, a lone wolf, so readily surrender to the allure of companionship? And, more importantly, what did it mean for her future?

The door opened and a large man with golden flecks in his eyes entered with a petite, curvy woman. Mara was beautiful, but it wasn’t just her features. She exuded a calming power that seemed to draw you in.

Her smile could light a room, and that warmth reminded Emily of her mother. Mara walked over and leaned down to give Emily a hug.

“I’m so happy to meet you.”

Emily patted Mara’s back awkwardly. “It’s nice to meet you too.”

Mara motioned to the kitchen. “Would you like some snickerdoodles and tea?”

Emily’s jaw dropped slightly before she snapped it closed. Snickerdoodles were her favorite, but it wasn’t something sheshared with anyone, and she hadn’t found a decent replacement for her mother’s smile since she was a child.

“Yes, please.”

She smiled warily at Legion as he led his mate to the kitchen. It took her a moment to realize the thick streaks of blond in his hair were actually gold. They glistened under the overhead lights as he walked to the kitchen.

“Wow.” The word escaped before she could stop herself.

Mara followed her gaze and chuckled before she raised her hand to run her fingers through Legion’s hair. “All dragons like to be admired for their color.”

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