Seth treaded the worn carpet with a sure foot. The old house held few mysteries for him. He soon found himself standing at the end of the long hall staring at the door across from his own. Bless the old woman’s heart. Maggie had put Celia in his mother’s room. Celia probably didn’t realize how cl...
He needed space. The pressure of living in the Loflin household always reminded him of his own old man, the man he’d killed when he was only fifteen. Maggie quietly assured him that he had no choice – the bastard needed killing. Still, he’d never forget the blank stare in his paw’s eyes when he’d...
Shifting, he gently eased his arm from under Sonja’s weight and with cat like agility, rose to stand before slipping into his pants. With the buttons of his shirt almost secured, he glanced around for his boots. They need to see to his men and plans made his search a bit more urgent. “Ty?” Her dr...
A lone, extended note of pain erupted from somewhere in the haze of smoke and flames. Ty’s anxious search of the smoldering blaze didn’t go unnoticed. “She’ll be all right, Lieutenant.” Ty whipped around to glare into the eyes of the Guardian. “How in the bloody hell can you be sure? You stand he...