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watched them with impassive eyes.
    “I want the services of a Dyrst’Lye dragon,” Sarah said impassively. The pain glittering in her eyes spoke volumes.
    Lizzie growled. “I can’t believe it, not with the aura I see around you. You’d never let a Dyrst’Lye burn the lifeBud out of your mate. You’d doom him to never having a mate, while your lifeBud would reset. You would bond to someone else, probably within the month. Someone who would not be your perfect soul mate, you’d go crazy.”
    “I have no intention of letting the Dyrst’Lye near Nicholas. The Dyrst’Lye will burn-out my lifeBud. Obviously, having so much synth in my veins has warped my ability to find the perfect soul-mate,” Sarah said, with ice-cold emotions. This time, her voice didn’t sound scary, it sounded defeated, like warrior who lay dying on the battlefield.
    “You have more synth… oh crap. The bars on the door are pure synth. My mind is moving like sludge,” Lizzie’s muttering ground to a halt. Her whole body shook. “You’re not full elf.” She mentioned the one condition everyone believed necessary for a Sídhí to become Chi’Kehra.
    Sarah stared at Lizzie, unblinking. Her dead-like gaze moved to Alex. “Yes or no? Think about it, because I don’t give second chances.”
    Alex growled, furious at her request and the circumstances that made him agree to her demand. He jerked his head in agreement. “Yes, I’ll find you a Dyrst’Lye.”
    This time, he felt the thin cord of synth crystal wrap around his ankle. A split-second later, Sarah ported them to safety.
    The trio appeared in front of the olitiau portal.
    The area around the portal was deathly quiet; even the crickets and morags were silent. The dark sky was not the inky black of midnight, but a touch lighter as dawn approached the horizon.
    Alex hurried toward the portal. Cutting his hand, he laid his palm beside the open area. His synth called to the portal. He swiftly changed the portal’s exit point to one of the portals at the main campgrounds. Thankful, his grandmother trusted him with at least that sweet little portal trick.
    The image within the portal shimmered. A large halogen nightlight lit-up the grassy area to the north of the camp’s commissary, several buildings stood in dark shadows.
    He turned to Sarah. “I trust that you will get the other teens safely back to camp?”
    Sarah gave him a strangely jerky nod. Lifting her wrist, she touched the silver bracelet. Synth crystal spread through the metal, creating a web-like surface. The bracelet shattered and fell to the ground. “So the others won’t think I helped you out of the goodness of my heart. The permanent removal of the bracelet is my official payment for helping you transverse TèVarrn.”
    Not waiting for an answer, Sarah disappeared, leaving Alex and Lizzie alone.
    He turned his attention to his beloved mate. His heart filled with such love, he felt as if it would burst.
    Her beautiful gray eyes turned bright purple; a certain indication the dragon in his arms was highly emotional.
    “Let’s get you home,” he said softly in her mind, wanting her inside the safety of his estate.
    “Not until you’re mine,” she said firmly.
    He bent his head, about to question her, when the force of her lifeBud being opened burst through his head. The tiny organ, nestled in the middle of her brain, called to him in the sweetest tone he’d ever heard. It demanded his instant attention, not willing to wait a single second.
    He agreed with the urgent demand, not hesitating.
    He snapped his lifeBud open. The living organ, which held mental tendrils of his very soul, stretched outward toward Lizzie. The moment his seeking tendrils touched hers, the instant the two tiny organs connected, shook him to his very core. The individual tendrils wrapped together, entwining so tightly that the mental threads became one, permanently tying two people together, forever blending their emotions.
    He trembled as her