Guardian's Flame [Guardian City 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Free

face, and D felt the need to comfort his mate. D looked back to the small man with the captivating eyes before turning back to Nathan. He wondered if Nathan would be upset at the feelings the small man inspired inside, but shook off the worry since Nathan had to know from their bond. “Anyone want to tell me what happened?” D asked quietly.
    “You overused your magic. You know how dangerous it is to try and sever magic from another realm. You are not a child, and you purposely put yourself in serious risk. You didn’t have any control, and got sucked into a magical torrent. Then, worse than anything else, you summoned when you barely had enough magic to physically hold you to this realm. If you ever do anything like this again, I swear, I’ll…” Angel ranted. “I don’t know, but it’ll be really bad!”
    “I’m sorry, Angel. I can’t explain it, just that I had to do it. It felt like an obsession to free the dog from the Demon, and if I failed I would have tried again. I know how selfish it sounds, but…” D tried to explain, but Nathan was the only one who seemed to understand. Angel was mad and stomped his foot in annoyance before breezing out the door without even a good-bye. D knew he would be spending some serious time making it up to Angel. He couldn’t blame his brother. They had spent so long apart after his childhood attack. Angel had thought D had been dead, and after finding each other again, it had become a concern for them both. D didn’t know what he would do if he lost Angel.
    “There’s a reason for your reaction. I felt the calling, too. The magic tried to swallow us. I couldn’t breathe. The bond between us felt like it was breaking. I blacked out for a few minutes after the explosion. When I came around, Angel was calming down a magical unicorn, and your dog was gone. This is Jason, and he was the dog you were trying to save. He-man, meet our mate,” Nathan said arrogantly, and D laughed at the nickname he had given Nathan when they first met. It actually made sense in an odd sort of way.
    “Hi, I’m D, and apparently for the day, also He-man.” D turned to the smaller man. He looked him over for a second before deciding Jason didn’t really fit. D sniffed toward Jason, trying to determine what exactly he was, but all he could smell was alcohol. There was a hint of something magical, but D had never tried to smell magic before. He had to wonder at the situation, and how the small man had ended up playing Cujo in the woods. “So want to explain this whole situation to us? I am dying to hear how you ended up as Spot.” D thought about it for a moment. “No, not Spot, Fido.”
    Has he told you his story? D asked Nathan as Jason moved away under the interrogation, and the light daggers returned behind D’s eyes. Nathan’s concern radiated through their bond, but D held a hand up to pacify his worrisome mate. He had overused his magic, and that was something he would have to watch in the future. He didn’t want to scare Nathan any more than he already had. He was well aware of his limits, but sometimes he risked too much. It was a stupid way to die, and not the best aftereffects, either. He hated feeling like he had been hit by a semi, even though the symptoms would fade quickly.
    No, he wouldn’t talk. He’s very quiet, and was really worried about you. We both were. You’ve been out for three days. Nathan shook his head.
    “Um, I have”—Jason paused for a moment, and a cute pink blush crept up his neck—“had bad taste in men. Safe to say he was controlling, and abusive. I left, and he didn’t like it. I moved on with my life, and he eventually caught up to me. Next thing I know, I was Fido.” Jason twisted his hands in the hem of his shirt, staring at the bed.
    “Ok, I’ll buy that. What are you?” Nathan nodded as if the story fit into what he had seen from Jason. D smiled at Nathan’s serious expression and realized he was just grateful to be alive. The