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Ronan staggered and fell The Fae moved in, horrible joy in their eyes
Andrea shoved one aside, grabbed the back of another’s rove of trees behind Glory’s house The warrior fought but couldn’t reach around to jab her with his sword When he drew a silver knife, Andrea let hirove She didn’t have time to shift and scream for her father, but she could throw her head back and howl
It was a full wolf howl, one made to echo from hilltop to hilltop across wide plains It filled the clearing and bounced up and down the hu that for all their domestication, Lupines were still wild, still powerful, still deadly
Andrea heard a tearing sound and then felt the chill wind of Faerie Fionn was there, reaching out
"Touch me, Andrea Quickly!"
Andrea ran at him Fionn put one hand on the fur on her neck and stepped from Faerie into Shiftertown
At almost the next instant, Fionn had a bow knocked, raised, aimed Arrows flew--one, two, three Three of the Fae warriors who had been sprinting for the two had the sense to flee back into the trees
Fionn grabbed Andrea and nearly threw her through the gate to Faerie Ronan, staggering badly, but not down yet, ran in after her, followed by another Feline who hit the ground, rolled, and came to his feet in the form of Dylan Morrissey
Dylan had his hands on Andrea’s ar her up even as she shifted He shook her, hard, eyes blazing with alpha rage "What the holy hell did you do?" he shouted "You’ve given the Sword of the Guardian to a gobshite Fae!"
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Along-fingered grip wrenched Dylan frohter"
Dylan’s voice was hot with fury "I don’t care what tales you told her, I still don’t believe you’re her father She’sany Fae have power over her"
"But having her in your power is better?" Fionn asked "A Feline Shifter who hates her Fae blood?"
"She is my son’s choice That means I protect her"
"But who protects her froirl?"
Andrea growled, her wolf fury unchecked as she stepped between the ‘Who’s the Better Dad’ for two seconds? Ronan needs help"
Ronan lay on the ground like a big bear rug, his eyes closed, his sides rising and falling with labored breathing Andrea knelt beside him and stroked his broad head and his h but didn’t open his eyes