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Sex Me Down

this to be a true union between us or none of us will ever bear offspring of our own.”

The tiger coughed.
I have heard of the rare triad
bonding of the Savar but why only four days?

“Because the three moons of
Carrillia’s
zenith precedes that of Savar by only four days. We must mate in the
Hallowed Glenn
before the next full moons rise or all of us will be rendered sterile. It is the way of our people. The magic of the Lady Goddess makes us so. It ties us and our mates to the same laws of nature. As our triad mate, it binds you with the same laws.”

Why should this affect me in any way?” The tiger
stood and began to pace again. “Why should I believe
any of this?

Sayre took a deep breath and let it out on a sigh. They were doomed to a barren existence if he couldn’t get this cat to believe him. He could kill the tiger in a heartbeat, but that wouldn’t help him. Now that all three of them were brought together, if they didn’t all three mate under the moons of Savar in four day’s time they would never be truly bonded.

“Because you know the power of your people better than I do. What do your instincts tell you?”

My base instincts tell me to take my mate and run,
he growled then sat down again. The air shimmered around him as he changed forms to that of a man.

23

Tianna Xander and Bonnie Rose Leigh

Sayre almost breathed a sigh of relief when the
Tigerian
changed to his human form. He’d never seen one of their kind as a man before. They tended to keep their cat form when in situations where they felt their lives were at risk. The
Tigerian
showed a semblance of trust changing to his weaker self in front of a virtual stranger. Long white hair fell over his shoulders, the black tips brushing his chest and upper arms. Sayre supposed he was a good-looking male in his right. At least he wouldn’t be stuck raising the ugly cubs of a
Hienial
triad mate. Given the nature of those beasts, however, he saw them in an alliance with the unfeeling
Banarts
before anyone else.

“Shall we go find our mate and apologize for destroying her home? I’m sure our male posturing and aggressive behavior has not ingratiated us to her in the least.” Sayre offered his hand to the
Tigerian
. “I am Sayre, brother to Dare Raden of the
Savari
.”

Taking his proffered hand in a warrior’s grip, the tiger bowed his head over their clasped arms.

“Fane, Fane Gavaire, head of the house of Gavaire of
Tigeria
.”

Sayre blinked. “Not
the
Fane of Gavaire.”

“The one and the same.” He smiled wryly. “It seems being faced with the scent of a true mate brings out the worst in even the purest of royal 24