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And damn, bloody das out m’humanity, which says I must make her run far away

As her frown deepened and she continued to stare at the shield, I found I couldna keepattention Och aye…beautiful and wo for a kiss—m’kiss

How the hell had she avoided being taken by so man for a mate? Hoas it she had no man in her life—no man at all

M’dick was hard with need and dripping M’eyes were riveted on her, on her every move I watched her pull her sweater down, as it had ridden up from her waist and displayed the creamy skin of her midriff She would soon make her way to the library to ht be in He needed to tell her She eyed rimaced and turned away What had she seen? What had she sensed?

I had to keep her safe from Allora, which meant she needed to be told, and then whatever she decided, we needed to do before Allora found out about her existence

Once Allora knew there was a descendent of the witch who put me here, all hell would break loose and she wouldn’t rest ‘til that descendent—Bobbie was dead

The thought of Bobbie being hurt…of Allora taking her life, made me physically ill

Jeremy had kept tabs on Allora all these years and ere lucky she had nae thought to return to Scotland yet, but I know her and I know one day she would want to come back and see MacLeod in ruins She would want to taunt

Besides that, she always returned for a time to Brently Manor It was almost a compulsion of hers

“Bobbie, lass,” I called out loud

She turned fro the shelves upon shelves of books and went still “Did someone call me?”

She heard me? How could she hear me?

“Bobbie…go hoer here”

“What? I can’t quite hear you Wow, you sound h so the room

“Nae, not a device,” I said