 |
 |
|
|
[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] They pulled up to the mansion gates. Aden punched in his code and waited for them to slide open. Why is there so much security here? Don t you think it s a little overkill? No. I ve made some dangerous enemies. Most of them don t know who I am or where I live, or even that I have a child, but if one of them does, I m not going to sit around and let them attack Carey. If they come here, there are a lot of ways for them to die before they even get to my son. Chapter Five Gallen watched Aden maneuver the SUV into the mansion s garage bay. He knew Aden had left his car at the mansion, because he always checked in on his son before going to his own residence. Gallen wondered what it would be like to be taken care of by someone else. Someone like Aden, who would do anything to protect the people he loved. Anything. Gallen needed that in his life. He needed someone steady to watch his back and support him, no matter what. Aden would be the perfect type of mate. The man made solid boulders look flimsy in comparison. Carey opened the door as they walked up. Hey, Dad. I see Gallen found you. Aden s wide smile twisted Gallen s heart a bit. He hadn t received the same unadulterated joy at the sight of him. He wondered if there was a timeframe for when Aden Gale would see him and think Gallen belonged. He needed to belong desperately. Yes, he did. I ve got some news for you. Aden walked past Carey and headed for the living room, apparently confident everyone would follow. Since Gallen and Carey both did, it wasn t a misplaced belief. Once they were seated, Carey spoke first when Aden didn t immediately volunteer any information. What s up? Did you know there are dragons? Aden asked. Gallen laughed. He hadn t known Aden had a sense of humor. However a moment later, it proved that he really didn t. You think you saw a dragon? Gallen wondered if any of his old contacts would talk to him long enough to evaluate Aden. Do you have a concussion? No, babe, I don t have a concussion. Besides, don t you see little birds when you get knocked on your head? They always do in cartoons. Sometimes people hallucinate, Gallen defended. Do they imagine people getting eaten? Because that s a damn strong hallucination. Not usually, Carey interjected. So this dragon ate people? I m hoping bad guys. Aden nodded, then proceeded to tell them a scary tale of how he almost didn t return to Gallen. You are never to go after bad guys without me again, Gallen ordered. You could ve been killed! I could ve been, but I wasn t. I returned like I promised. Aden appeared to think he d done his part, and Gallen was just nitpicking. But it was close. If a dragon hadn t intervened& Gallen trailed off, unable to continue that thought. So now you believe in my dragon? Aden teased. Can you focus? You are not to go anywhere you could be shot at or eaten again! Gallen shouted. His magic crackled inside him with the force of his anger. How could Aden endanger himself like that for the sake of a few drug smugglers? Let me see your wound. Aden stood and walked over to sit on the arm of Gallen s chair. He brushed a hand through Gallen s hair. Baby, you need to relax. I always put my life on the line, and I always come back. Besides, that was my last mission. I m retired. Really? You mean it? Carey asked, sitting up straighter in his chair. I didn t think you d actually do it. You ve tried to retire six times now. This time, I m done. I m getting too old for this crap. The last few missions have had shitty intel, and I ve almost been killed a few times. I m not as fast as I used to be, and it s time to let a younger generation do all the things I used to do. Gallen couldn t stop smiling. He d worried that Aden s job might be a point of contention between them, but now that Aden had decided to quit, he could happily settle down with his silver fox. The idea of children brought into his head a happy image of the pair of them alongside some beautiful blue-eyed children with Gallen s magic and Aden s solid core of morality. Some might think Aden had a cold-blooded approach, but Gallen appreciated his practicality. He wondered about a surrogate. He should probably be the biological father if they wanted to have kids with magic, but a child as beautiful as Aden and Carey wouldn t be a bad thing either. He had no doubt Aden could protect his family. If anyone bothered them, Aden would kill them. He appreciated the simple logic. I ve heard stories of dragons, Gallen confessed. But I always thought they were just things my father said to scare me from sleeping well at night. His father had enjoyed frightening Gallen, even when he was just a child. If I ever get hold of your father, he s not going to be sleeping well ever! Aden s fierce intensity told Gallen his mate wasn t kidding. He had to admit, if he didn t know his father fought dirty, he would ve been more than happy to see Aden kick his father s ass. What did you hear about dragons? Carey asked, easily bringing them back on topic. After meeting his father, Gallen had thought of Carey as a less intense version of Aden. Not a lesser person, but perhaps not as willing to kill. The fierce expression in Carey s eyes had him re-examining that notion. Gallen scraped his mind for memories of dragon stories. I ve heard they had them in ancient China, and that most of them died out over the years. A few have been enchanted and trapped in their dragon shape, but I don t know where or when. Sorry, I m not much help. The stories my dad told me mostly involved them stalking me in my sleep and eating me for being a disobedient child. Hmm. Aden scratched his cheek. It looks like something freed them, or they came out of hiding. I don t know why that dragon didn t attack me, but I m really happy it [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |