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She nearly blinked. Tristan MacLeod was asking her a personal question.

She cleared her throat. “At first, it was to go to university here. But later we found out that my brother had cancer. So my dad transferred us to the UK so we could both be close to his family and to avoid going into medical-related bankruptcy. Americans don’t have a national health service, you know.”

“Dragon’s blood can’t cure cancer. So what happened to your brother?”

She decided not to mention it was in her file and just focus on the fact he wanted to know at all. “Oliver, my brother, finally beat the cancer, but his immune system was shot after the chemotherapy and he contracted a CRE infection. Apparently, it’s resistant to antibiotics.”

He tilted his head. “And that’s when you decided to put yourself up as a sacrifice.”

“Yes. My brother deserved a chance to live, and I had the power to give it to him. Or, at least, try. Sometimes I still don’t believe I’m compatible, let alone that I passed all the tests.”

Tristan studied her a moment and then said, “And what do you think now? Do you regret your choice?”

* * *

Tristan heldhis breath as he waited for Melanie’s answer. His dragon went quiet as well, more eager than he to hear what the female had to say. She couldn’t leave them. She was strong. She should raise their young. She would be a fierce protector.

Melanie took a sip of her tea and said, “I don’t regret it, but...”

He raised an eyebrow. “But what?”

“I think if you provided the sacrifice candidates with more information ahead of time, then they would be less likely to be scared when they arrive. Knowing about things like the mate frenzy—which I know is rare, but still, it can catch a girl by surprise—and the welcoming ceremony. Stuff like that would’ve helped me set expectations. I might be a bit strong-willed, but to go through what I went through and be an introvert, well, that could crack such a person.”

He couldn’t help but smile. “A ‘bit’ strong-willed? Woman, you nearly put Bram to shame.”

She grinned and his heart skipped a beat at the same time as blood rushed straight to his cock. If it weren’t for Ara needing him right now, he would go over to the human, pin her against the wall, and kiss the ever-loving shit out of her beautiful mouth.

And that was just what his human-half wanted to do with her. His dragon-half was far more interested in caressing her skin, thrusting between her thighs, and making her scream out their name in pleasure. His beast wanted to bury himself in the human to try to forget all about Arabella’s hurt and stress. Yes, they needed to fuck her. That would make them feel better. The sadness would go away.

Before he could stop it, an image of Melanie on her hands and knees in the grass, his hands gripping her beautiful, full arse as he pounded into her tight pussy, flashed into his mind.

His dragon hummed.Yes. We should fuck her in the grass. Soon. She would like that.

You can’t know that.

She’ll like it.

His cock was now at attention and one-hundred percent on board with that fantasy, but as his sister moved against his side, he felt guilty and mentally said to his dragon,Not now.

He knew his dragon’s need for sex was instinctual, and there was nothing he could do about it. Fighting his dragon’s instinct tended to make things worse in the end, but he could at least delay this particular battle until after his sister was taken care of.

There was a knock on the door and he focused back on the here and now. That would be Bram, and he hoped his leader could do something for Arabella.

He tried to pry Ara’s arms from around his waist, but her arms only tightened around him. He poked his sister in the side. “Let go. I need to answer the door.”

She shook her head against his side. “No. I don’t want Bram. He’ll force me to talk about the dragon hunters or try to talk to my dragon.”

With any luck, yes, he would.

Normally, he’d argue with his sister until she gave in, but right now, she was still half-trapped inside her memories. Otherwise, she’d have fled out the back door by now.

He tightened his grip on Arabella to make sure that didn’t happen and he looked at Melanie. “Can you answer the door and let Bram in?”

She nodded, set down her tea, and went to the door. He tried his hardest not to watch her arse as she walked, but he failed. He was mesmerized by the full plumpness of her hips as they swayed with each step she took. His dragon growled inside his head to slap her arse and pull her close.

His inner beast said,Our female will help erase our sadness. Hold her. Squeeze her. Then you’ll feel better.

Shut it, dragon.

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