The anticipation of dealing with the telepaths weighed on me. I couldn’t stop thinking that every touch, every tender kiss, had the potential to be our last. I set about to savor each moment, to commit every breathless sigh and gasp of pleasure to memory. All my kisses felt desperate. I clung to ...
Besides, Tíereachán and Fisk thought the whole reason for stealing the draíoclochs was to prevent King Faonaín from sending the Hunt after us when I rescued Kieran. They had no idea that I wanted one of those draíoclochs for myself. Although, I'd be lying if I said that I didn't want to at least ...