Through The Fire (The Native American Warrior Series) - Plot & Excerpts
The all-pervading blackness faded to reveal a heavy blanket of gray mist that hugged the trees and settled into every nook. The only sound Rebecca heard as she knelt by the stream to drink and splash the sleep from her eyes was the drumming of a distant woodpecker. If she hadn’t known better, she could have imagined herself quite alone in these woods…an eerie feeling. Was this what poor Kate had been forced to endure, or had someone found her, someone kind? Silently praying her oft-repeated plea, she reached behind her head and began plaiting her hair into a braid. The strength of male hands closed around her fingers and stopped their practiced weaving. “I like your hair loose.” She jumped. “Shoka. I didn’t know you were there.” “Remember, you never know who or what is watching.” He stepped around in front of her, his musket, hunting bag, shot pouch, powder horn and wooden canteen slung over his well-muscled shoulders.
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