“He will meet it boldly for you.”
Filled with sudden ire, she turned to him instantly. “I am nothing to you Rhys. I will never be anything to you. Thank you for saving my life, but I’m leaving now, so stay away from me.”
She rose, heard Daagan hurried translation and made it all the way to the front door when a small snarl made her feet go stone cold. Large hands spun her around and Rhys, who only looked at her tenderly all morning, glowered fiercely. Her heart raced, and she pressed her lips together to stop their quiver. When he spoke it was with clear purpose, even as his head leaned closer to hers. What he said could not be misunderstood for anything else – he was keeping her here, and there wasn’t a thing she could do about it.
The Griswold Witch by Reecye Smythe Wilder
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