Category Archives: Book 4

Thom’s voice carried on the wind as the pair drew closer to the forge. “You can’t tell me that you’re not feeling it, too.” “I am feeling it,” J.T. said as Cameron and Thordin ducked into the warmth of the … Continue reading →

“Has she forgiven you yet?” Cameron winced at the question.  “Mostly, I think.  It’s hard to know what I’m being forgiven for, though.  It doesn’t make any sense.” “She feels like you kept an awful secret from her, Cam,” Thordin … Continue reading →

“Hold still,” Jacqueline snarled.  “I’ve got work to do.” Phelan almost jumped right out of his bed, wishing for a moment that he could take leave of his skin as well if only to quell the fiery pain in his … Continue reading →

The fire in his side began to spread a few minutes later and he grit his teeth against the pain, his jaw throbbing at counterpoint to his side.  It felt like she’d put her finger through the stitches, not just … Continue reading →

We found the second cookfire abandoned except for J.T., who sat next to it with both hands wrapped around a mug of something steaming, a blanket pulled tight around his shoulders.  I blinked in surprise to see him and he … Continue reading →

Neve preceded me out the door of Phelan’s room a little while later.  She didn’t speak until we were about halfway to the campfire. “How far is the lake from here?” I blinked at her, then cocked my head toward … Continue reading →

“Why didn’t you tell them?” “How could I?” he whispered.  “She’d have freaked out and gone sideways.  I don’t know what he would have done.  It didn’t matter then.  I’m not sure it matters now.” “How could it not matter … Continue reading →

“Leinth was here.” Phelan stared up at the ceiling, his breathing shallow and his face pale in the lamplight.  He swallowed hard, his gaze never wavering from the rough beams above his head, the bundles of herbs hung to dry … Continue reading →

Cameron darted forward as soon as Neve started to collapse.  Thom took a deep breath, pulling the door closed behind him and latching it, watching as Cameron sidestepped the sword laying on the floor and crouched in front of Neve. … Continue reading →