Category Archives: Chapter 39

Thom sucked in a quiet breath and forced a smile.  “Well.  Guess I’d better round up the rest and get to hunting.” “Hunting what?”  Phelan’s voice asked. “Phelan.”  Thom grinned as he turned.  “Just the man I was looking for.  … Continue reading →

Her breath was raspy, soft in the night as he held her cradled against his side, staring up through a canopy of trees at a thousand stars above them, more than he’d ever seen in all the years before the … Continue reading →

“Late?  What does that mean?  Late for—” Matt elbowed Thordin hard in the side.  Christ, will you shut up?  “Mar, why is the prospect so terrifying?” She blew out a breath and looked away.  “We’re not ready.  We’re not ready … Continue reading →

“Marin, wait.  Marin!” Matt ducked Thordin’s whistling axe and turned toward the sound of Phelan’s shouting, holding up a hand to forestall another assault.  Behind him, Thordin frowned slightly and took a step closer, cocking his head to one side. … Continue reading →