"It’s like you disappeared.”
His lowered lids widened, and the surprise on his face threw her for a moment. But it was quickly replaced with a fierce anger as he focused on someone or something behind her. “I did come for you, Shyann. I’ll always come for you.”
When his gaze lit on her again, his eyes softened, and he relaxed his arms, brushing a knuckle over one of her cheeks.
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Into the Fire available from The Wild Rose Press, October 5, 2011