The Lady In The Mist (The Western Werewolf Legend #1) - Plot & Excerpts
“What did you do?” Sonja rushed to his side. He’d hunkered down near the water’s edge. “Well, since I’m bleeding, I must’ve cut myself.” She could hear the petulance in his voice. Patience would rule the day, she reminded herself. “Here let me see.” Ty paused before giving her his hand. If she wasn’t mistaken, he worked at reigning in his temper. She couldn’t help the smile that slipped by her guard. “The cut’s not too deep. You should be all right.” Sonja glanced into his face. There lay a longing the likes of which she’d never seen before. She hesitated. He reached out to run one slim finger down the line of her cheek. Sonja’s mind blanked as warmth rippled down her spine before pooling in her belly. Slowly, she tore her gaze from his, those vibrant blue eyes of his urging her to…do what? Irritation passed through her as she shifted away to rent a piece of her mended petticoat off to use as a bandage. Sonja took his hand again.
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