Kaj had assumed his stubborn stance, arms crossed over his massive chest, feet spread apart and gaze fixed on some distant object. Julia sighed. They’d been standing in the hallway outside Damon’s tiny room arguing for a good part of an hour, the majority of which had consisted of Kaj ranting and...
Even if she had not recognized the deep, accented baritone, the anger that rolled off of him in palpable waves dispelled any doubt. Slowly, she turned and found her face pressed into a broad chest.The wool of his tunic caused her nose to twitch. She inhaled. His scent was unlike anything she’d ev...
It was as if he were driven by some unseen force, some demon that would not let him rest—nor her in the process. But Bryna was determined not to lag behind. She didn’t want him accusing her of being a burden as well as a whore. She supposed it was natural for him to make certain assumptions. Besi...