Redwood Pack 7 Fighting Fate Carrie Ann Ryan

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away. Damn that dragon. No, damn her as well. If she d had the courage to actually speak her mind,
maybe she d have been able to see what he wanted from her or, rather, what he didn t want from her.
Now she was alone and too scared to do anything about it.
Honestly, she had only herself to blame for it.
She wasn t weak, but she sure as heck was acting like it. Her fingers slid over the smooth wood
on the table as she tried to regain some semblance of control. She didn t want this to be the last time
she came with her six girlfriends into the bar that had become their getaway, but it was looking more
and more like that was what would have to happen.
She couldn t come into the place that called to them and not think about the dragon who filled her
dreams. Not that she d ever seen him in his dragon form, but his human form was exactly what she
wanted.
Hello, ladies, Dante said as he walked up to them. His piercing blue not that blue was a
good enough word for the pools of color she saw eyes met hers for a moment before moving on to
the rest of the girls at the table.
His attention elsewhere, she could do what she loved best study her dragon. While she was the
plain Jane with straight blonde hair and a way-too-innocent face, according to Faith, Dante was the
exact opposite.
He d tied his long black hair in a ponytail so the blue streaks stood out even more. She wasn t
sure if he dyed it that way or if black and blue just came naturally. Since he was a dragon, it could
just be who he was. He d chopped off a lot of it recently, something she wasn t sure about, but she
thought he was sexy no matter what. So it settled in the middle of his back. She knew that if he didn t
keep on it, though, it would grow so long that it touched the floor again.
God, she envied his hair.
He was built, but not too bulky, and wicked tall. At five foot three herself, everyone seemed a bit
tall to her, but Dante was a couple inches over six and a half feet. She felt like a tiny fairy next to him,
but she liked it.
If she ever wanted to kiss him, though, she might need to stand on a chair to accomplish it.
She blinked away those thoughts, knowing it was a lost cause.
There would be no kissing when it came to the dragon. He couldn t even stand to look at her for
too long.
Her eyes went to the tribal dragon-like tattoos running down his arms and the small black hoops
in his ears and brow. When he spoke, she could sometimes catch a glimpse of the tongue ring he
wore, but he d never flat out shown it to anyone. Becca thought that Dante might have a few more
piercings& lower on his body, but Nadie and the rest of them had never been brave enough to ask.
Nadie, are you okay? The deep voice broke her out of her thoughts and sent decadent shivers
down her spine.
Nadie look up at Dante and swallowed hard. I m fine, she croaked out.
He tilted his head, his penetrating gaze not leaving hers. She needed to stop looking at him
because once she left the bar she wouldn t be coming back. Yes, she d come to that conclusion. She
couldn t force herself to live in the shadow of what she d once been and think she wasn t good
enough for him anymore. It would make it only that much harder to leave him if she didn t stop staring
at him.
If you re sure, he said, his voice telling her he didn t believe her.
Well, it was his fault anyway she was feeling like this. He d ignored her for years, so apparently
she wasn t good enough to be his true half. The thought that she wasn t good enough in his eyes
burned, but she d get over it. She had to. Leaving might kill her, but she d walk out of the bar with her
head held high.
She might be rejected, but she wouldn t be kicked while she was down.
I m sure. Thank you for asking. She held back a wince. No matter how hard she tried to act
cool and unmoved, those stupid manners her parents had droned into her never quite went away.
Dante frowned at her, his eyebrow ring moving delicately as he did so. She didn t like to see
him frown, even though she d noticed him doing it more than usual since the lightning strike.
Not that she d been watching him or anything.
Much.
Wow, she needed to stop this. Before she knew it, she d be following him home, climbing
through his bedroom window, and watching him sleep.
Stalker much?
She looked up at the man she d been trying to forget and gave him a small smile. Damn her, she
just couldn t stop doing that. His eyes brightened or maybe that s just what she hoped had happened
and he smiled back.
Okay then. Well, ladies, you all are closing down the house tonight as the rest of my customers
have decided to call it in early. And since I m closing at ten anyway. Do you want another round, or
are you done for the evening?
The others talked, mumbling their words to each other, but Nadie couldn t keep her eyes from
Dante. Something was up with him, but she couldn t put her finger on it. The strain in the corner of his
eyes and the firm set of his mouth that he thought he hid so well didn t escape her notice. Before the
lightning strike, she might have gotten the courage to ask him as he d always been a friend and had
never made her feel insignificant. Now though? Now she was afraid, too afraid to do anything about
it.
And that made her feel insignificant.
Something she d have to change by leaving and never coming back.
She was better than this, better than the empty shell she was becoming.
However, right then, with the slight tension she saw creeping over Dante s shoulders, it wasn t
about her but about the dragon who seemed to literally be carrying the weight of the world on his
shoulders. She didn t know how to help, or even if she could.
Another flash of weakness the one that came with meeting her true half but not completing the
bond wrenched at her, and she gasped. Her friends turned toward her, but before she could lie and
say she was okay, something odd happened.
It was as if someone siphoned the pain from her, inch by inch, and suddenly, she was fine. Well,
not fine, but at least better than she d been. It made no sense. It shouldn t have been happening like
that. Oh, she d thought it had happened once or twice before, but never to this degree. The pain slid
away, and Nadie swallowed hard, able to breathe again.
Dante let out a grunt beside her, and she blinked up at him through clear eyes.
Dante? You re pale. What s wrong? she asked as she stood up, worried. She put her hand on
his upper arm then froze at her action.
He looked down at her hand then wiped the sweat that hadn t been there before from his brow. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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