Winter Born

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him.”
    Her heart ached for her mate. It must have been horrible for him to be afraid for his life while trying to find Tyla. And all because of a joke.
    â€œI hope Donatello punished them for what they did.”
    Mike sighed. “He did, but the damage had already been done. Like Acheron so often says, there are a lot of things in life that ‘sorry’ doesn’t fix and that was one of them.”
    â€œEver since then,” Leo said, “Dante can’t stand for anyone to leave him. He practically climbs the walls if he can’t account for his family.”
    â€œThat’s why he went to find you two when you were lost, isn’t it?” she asked.
    Leo nodded. “His worst fear is to have someone he loves not be able to find their way home again.”
    Tears filled her eyes as she looked down at the ring Dante had given her when they mated.
    Now it all made perfect sense.
    Why he didn’t want a wandering Katagari female for a mate …
    Why he tolerated his brothers even when they drove him insane …
    Why he had freed her sister and the other women to travel with her …
    And why he had given her Donatello’s ring.
    Closing her eyes, Pandora conjured up an image of Dante.
    *   *   *
    Dante was watching the acid metal band on a TV monitor. But his mind wasn’t really on the act or the handouts and CDs on the table in front of him.
    It was on the fact that he should never have let Pandora go.
    You can’t keep her  …
    He should have at least tried.
    But at least she wasn’t out there alone. He’d made sure that she would have her sister with her.
    A warm hand touched his arm.
    Grinding his teeth, Dante turned, ready to rebuff yet another woman coming on to him. He was really getting tired of telling them he wasn’t interested.
    But as he opened his mouth and his eyes focused on the beautiful face of his latest admirer, all thoughts scattered.
    It couldn’t be.
    Not this soon.
    â€œPandora?”
    â€œHi,” she said with a smile that made him feel sucker-punched. “I missed you.”
    This had to be a dream. His pantheress couldn’t be back.
    He wanted to tell her that he’d missed her, too, but the words wouldn’t come. All he could do was react.
    He pulled her into his arms and kissed her fiercely, letting her feel that every part of him wanted her never to leave him again.
    Pandora laughed at his heated welcome. “I think you missed me, too.”
    Dante left her lips to take a deep whiff of her hair so that he could memorize and savor it. “You have no idea.”
    Actually, she did. She hadn’t doubted the twins before, but this thoroughly confirmed their story.
    She nuzzled his neck, inhaling the warm spicy scent of his masculine skin. “Want to get naked?”
    He laughed. “Yeah, but not here.”
    Pulling back from her, he took her hand and led her to a secluded corner so that he could flash them into his room.
    They were both naked and in his bed three blinks later.
    Dante couldn’t breathe as he felt the impossible softness of Pandora lying beneath him.
    Nothing felt better than her caresses. The fact that she was warm and welcoming. He slid himself inside her, and groaned at just how good she felt.
    Pandora savored his hardness inside her and now more than ever she was glad she was human and not a real panther. Her Katagaria cousins only sought sex when they were in heat.
    She could seek it anytime she wanted and she wanted Dante right now. Needed to feel his strong, powerful thrusts.
    But the human in her wanted even more.
    It wanted him with her forever.
    â€œWill you bond with me, Dante?”
    Dante froze as her whispered words went through him. “What?”
    She held her marked palm up. “I don’t ever want to leave you and I don’t want to live without you. Not for one minute. Bond with me, Dante, so that neither one of us is

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