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She felt the rasp of a rope against her wrists as he yanked her ar her hands at the base of her back

"You son of a bitch!" she hissed

"Son of a bitch," he repeated thoughtfully "Now you don’t like my mother?"

"I don’t like you when you’re like this! Hawk! Why are you doing this? What have I done?"

"Silence, lass," he commanded softly, and she learned then that when his voice was soft and supple as oiled leather hen she was in the er It was the first of many lessons he would teach her When the silken hood slid down over her face she screaling, kicking, raging in his arainst her ear through the silk hood, "you belong to me Soon you will not remember that there was ever a time when you didn’t"

Adam stood amidst the shadow of the rowans and watched as the Hawk stalked through the night, the hooded woht he could escape Adaht he could take her away? Clever Adaotiated that point Hawk had obviously decided to play cutting-edge close to the letter of their law

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No, this was not what Adaardens

So, the ht He had vastly underestiht the Haas too decent and too nice to knohen aas steel with a wo her with the smithy that he’d curse her and swear her off,to his plan, would send her scurrying to his blazing forge at the rowans He’d thought, quite mistakenly it seemed, that the Hawk had at least one or teaknesses of character

"Silence, wife!" The Hawk’s baritone resonated in the darkness Adam shuddered No mortal should have such a voice

Well, this just wouldn’t do He’d have to seriously intervene, because if such a man carried off a wo to hi Certainly not this

He stepped forward from the shadows, prepared to confront the Hahen he heard a harsh whisper behind hi Finnbheara