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Page 33 of Awakened By Time

“I’d never let that happen.”

“Zeke, I’m so sorry. I had nae right to be angry with ye.”

“Shhh… It’s okay,” he assured her.

“I’m cold.” Brenna was shivering uncontrollably.

Zeke grabbed the plaid from his saddle bag and wrapped them both in it. “There. Is that better?”

“Aye.”

Out of the darkness, he spied Dougall and Logan leading Vala across the field.

“They found yer horse.”

She didn’t respond, instead burrowing deeper into his embrace. He kissed the top of her head, holding her tight and wondering just what all of this meant.

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