Jaguin's Love: Dragon Lords of Valdier Book 8 Read Online Free Page B

heard Carmen’s name. He was about to turn away, but the need to at least know her name ate at him. Drawing in a deep breath, he stared at her.
    “What are you called?” He asked suddenly, causing both women to jump. The woman frowned for a moment at him. Her lips tightened and she stared back at him with a wary expression. He knew she was debating whether to answer his question or not. “Please, I wish to know what you are called,” he said in a softer tone.
    “Sara. My name is Sara Wilson. This is Emma,” she finally replied in a slightly uneven voice. Her hands trembled before she dropped them to the bed behind Emma so that he couldn’t see them. “What is your name?”
    A wave of pleasure coursed through him at her softly spoken question. “I am Jaguin,” he replied with a slight bow. “I will leave you with Lady Carmen, Sara.”
    He saw her swallow and nod before he turned on his heel and left them alone. Something told him that he needed to be careful how he approached Sara. She was like a wounded beast in the forest. If he was not careful, he could easily lose her by fright or flight.
    He turned the corner and stepped into Tandor’s office. Tandor had activated the screen to give the women some privacy. Jaguin’s gaze moved to the amber liquor that Tandor was pouring into a glass before the healer lifted it and held it out to him.
    Stepping over to the chair opposite the desk, Jaguin sank down into it with a sigh. Sara, Sara Wilson. He now had a name to go with the face of his mate.
    “Patience, Jaguin,” Tandor quietly reminded him.
    Jaguin lifted the drink in his hand and took a deep swig before he lowered the glass and gave the healer a sharp nod. Leaning his head back, he stared up at the ceiling for a moment before he returned his gaze to the healer. He stared at Tandor for a moment before he finally asked the question that was burning through him.
    “What did the human male do to her, Tandor? I need to know what I am facing,” he asked in a quiet voice.
     
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    Sara stared at the woman sitting in the chair with her feet propped up as if she was used to sitting in the medical unit on an alien ship. She watched as Carmen Walker-Reykill stared around the room with an appraising look. When the woman turned back to her and Emma, there was a gleam of amusement in her eyes.
    “You know, my sisters, Ariel, Trisha, and I tore the hell out of the medical unit on the V’ager ,” Carmen said with a grin before she grimaced and held up a swollen ankle. “I could still do it, but it wouldn’t be as much fun now. The guys would scatter like mice before they’d take me on.”
    Sara frowned. “What do you mean – take you on? Did they beat you?” She asked in a hard tone.
    Carmen threw her head back and laughed. The sound ended in a long sigh and she shook her head, sending her blonde hair dancing around it. Her brown eyes were lit with delight.
    “No, they didn’t beat me, more like I was the one doing the ass kicking,” she replied with another soft chuckle that finally sobered as she stared back at Emma and Sara. “I’m sorry,” she finally said with a sad look.
    Sara felt Emma tremble. At least, she thought it was Emma. It could have been her. The sorrow darkening the other woman’s eyes was genuine. There was no longer any laughter or teasing.
    “He wanted you,” Sara finally murmured. “Why? What did you do that made him hate you so much?”
    Carmen drew in a deep breath. Her eyes glittered for a moment with tears before she blinked and shook her head as if to regain control of her emotions. When she looked back at Sara, they held regret and a look of such deep sadness that it took Sara’s breath away.
    “You both deserve to know the truth,” Carmen said in a quiet, somber tone. “Several years ago…”
    Sara listened as Carmen explained that she and her human husband, Scott, were hired to provide security to a political family in Colombia. Her heart ached for Carmen as she