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Dragon Warriors, 2
The Land of Feury has a problem. A virus killed off all their females years ago, and a solution is yet to be found. When a group of five unconscious females mysteriously arrives from another world, hope for survival amongst the Feury Dragon Shifters runs high.
Becky and her four best friends are escaping from their stressful everyday lives to go camping in the bush. Fate intervenes, and while they are hiking they get whipped away through a portal to the Land of Feury.
Brothers Drake and Savren discover one of the newly-arrived females is their Desired. The excitedly set about wooing the strong-willed, independent Becky. Their plans do not go smoothly, and Becky is kidnapped by rebels and taken from them. Will Drake and Savren be able to rescue their Desired in time? And even if they do, will they be able to convince the ever independent Becky that having bonded mates is a good thing?
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Drake had watched Becky closely as Max flashed to his dragon. Initially, she’d shielded her eyes from the brightness, but once she lowered her hand and saw Max, she’d looked shocked. Drake wasn't sure if it was a good or bad kind of shocked, but he didn't like the way her face had suddenly paled. He reached for her, and she scooted back and stood up, knocking over her chair with a loud bang in the process. Her wide-eyed stare had gone from Max to him. The second he'd reached for her, her gaze flicked up over his shoulder, and she lunged forward, calling out to her friend.
"Stop! Eilagh, don't go closer! Please … come back."
Without leaving his seat, Drake caught her around the waist to stop her from getting to her friend. As soon as his skin came in contact with hers, he felt heat sizzle through his blood and harden his cock to an almost painful level. He was just wondering what to do with his little live-wire when Dimitri sent a telepathic group order to all of the dragons in the room.
Leave at once, take the females. Do not come back any time soon. We're going to be busy for some time. I hope.
Drake looked over his shoulder with a grin. Dimitri was pressed up against Eilagh's back, whispering to her by the look of it. Max was wrapping his wings around them to give them privacy. Without releasing his hold on Becky, Drake stood from his chair. Savren was right there with him, crowding Becky in so she pressed back against him. Just as Eilagh's first loud moan permeated the air, he swooped down, and placing an arm behind Becky's knees, lifted her into the cradle of his arms with ease. She predictably tensed up on him.
"I can walk on my own, you know. And where are we going? I'm not leaving Eilagh with that … that dragon."
Savren stepped closer to her other side and took her face between his hands.
"She is in no danger from Max or Dimitri, no matter what form they are in. She is their Desired. They would both rather die than cause her pain. You can hear her moans. Does she sound in pain? As to where we're taking you, sweetheart, Dimitri has ordered us all to leave the room, so we're heading back to our chambers with you."
"What do you mean their Desired?"
"She is the one female destined to complete them. She is the missing piece of their hearts and souls. With her in their lives, they are now complete. There is nothing a dragon warrior would not do for the sake of his Desired."
Drake tried his hardest not to laugh as Becky turned her face out of Savren's hands and pushed against his chest, trying to break free from his grip.
"I can still walk on my own two feet."
Their female was a tough, independent little thing.
"I'm sure you can, normally, but, little one, you look a little pale, and I fear you would pass clean out, if I let you walk."
Drake had to bite his tongue to stop his laugh this time, as she glared at him so hard, that it was like she was trying to shoot daggers at him with her eyes. She really didn't like being called little one. She'd get used to it, because to him she was little and precious and, most of all, desired.
He strode out of the room with her securely in his arms and Savren walking beside him. As soon as they were in the hall, Becky tensed up.
"What is it, little one?"
"Why are you two taking care of me?"
"Because, Becky, you are our Desired."