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She didn’t have it in her to feel a spark of
surprise, to marvel at the brutality of the
vengeance he’d exacted. Not as the words
sank in. Not as her lungs opened up once
again.
“I couldn’t risk bringing him here for you
to kill,” Rowan went on, scanning her face.
“Or risk leaving him alive, either.”
She lifted her palms, studying the
unmarked, empty skin.
Cairn had done that. Had shredded her
apart so badly they needed to put her back
together again. Had wiped away all traces of
who and what she’d been, what she’d seen and
endured.
She lowered her hands to her sides. “I’m
glad,” she said, and the words were true.
A shudder went through Rowan, and his
head dipped slightly. “Are you ...” He seemed
to grapple with the right word. “Can I hold