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Authors: Megg Jensen
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toward him. If he were human, he would have screamed for them to stay away. They needed to protect themselves. As it was, Hazel fell next to Connor's head. She laid her hands on him, tears streaming down her face. Fotia licked his snout and nudged him.
"Are you prepared to die?" the shadow asked him in that vile voice.
"Not today," a familiar voice said, lazy and sarcastic. Connor opened one eye and saw Pia standing in the doorway. She sauntered out into the village square, her hands held high. With a smile and a wink, she blasted the shadow with fire streaming from her palms.
The shadow burst into the sky, flying through the air faster than her fire could catch.
Pia wiped her hands together. "Well, that was unexpected. Good thing I was here to help."
Connor shuddered once more, then changed back into his human form. He had been too weak to put his clothes on during the change, and he lay naked on the grass, shivering.
"Get Lily," Hazel told Pia. "She can help me carry Connor to our cottage. Don't let the kids out of the village hall. And thank you, Pia. Thank you so, so much for saving my husband."
Pia shrugged. "It's not like there's anything else to do in this place. Besides, it was nice to use my magic for once. It's not something prostitutes have much occasion to use."
Hazel tugged Connor's pants up his legs, then pulled him to standing, one arm draped over her shoulder, the other arm draped over Lily's. The poor cook was collapsing under his weight, but she held him as best as she could. They made their way through the village to his cottage.
"Thank you," Hazel said to Lily. "Please keep an eye on the children. If that thing shows up again, ring the bell in the village hall and I'll come running. Right now I need to care for my husband."
Connor sank down on the bed, shivering.
"Here," Hazel said, handing him a blanket. "Put this over you."
Connor pulled the rough wool up to his chin. It wasn't enough to take away the chill that ran deep into his bones. His eyelids fluttered as he looked at his wife.
She gazed back. "Is that helping?"
He nodded, but the violent shaking of his body told her different.
Hazel stood and pulled off her clothes, standing in front of him stark naked and completely beautiful. She lifted the blanket and slipped underneath it, pulling Connor's body against hers.
Warm. Hazel was so warm. Connor found himself snuggling close to her, longing for every part of her skin to touch his and bring the warmth back to his body.
"We haven't gone through so much for me to lose you to this," Hazel muttered into his ear. "I won't let you go now."
Connor's lips were so cold he couldn't respond. Not with words. Instead, he rested his lips on hers and kissed her. Not out of gratitude or lust. It was an expression of how he truly felt about her. She'd lived through torture in Malum when Tressa's father, Fenn, wanted to find Connor. She’d ignored his own rejection of her when they'd all been rescued. She put up with his confusion and sadness.
Hazel was a woman worthy of great love and Connor wanted nothing more to give it to her, even if he couldn't remember their past together.
A tear slipped down Hazel's cheek when their lips broke apart. "Connor..." she whispered.
As his skin warmed and his limbs could move again, he took Hazel in his arms and showed her exactly how he felt about her.
Chapter Twelve
Connor sat up, a silly grin on his face. He couldn't stop smiling if he tried.
"Wow," Hazel said, her head snuggled on his chest, her hand on his hip. "That was... different."
Insecurity flooded Connor. He had no idea what it had been like before. Maybe he'd done something wrong. "Sorry," he said.
Hazel laughed, her body shaking against his. "It wasn't a criticism. Not at all. I suspected things might be different when we were finally together again." She sat up, pulling the sheet up to cover her naked body. "You've changed."
"You like me better now?" he asked, unsure what he
"Are you prepared to die?" the shadow asked him in that vile voice.
"Not today," a familiar voice said, lazy and sarcastic. Connor opened one eye and saw Pia standing in the doorway. She sauntered out into the village square, her hands held high. With a smile and a wink, she blasted the shadow with fire streaming from her palms.
The shadow burst into the sky, flying through the air faster than her fire could catch.
Pia wiped her hands together. "Well, that was unexpected. Good thing I was here to help."
Connor shuddered once more, then changed back into his human form. He had been too weak to put his clothes on during the change, and he lay naked on the grass, shivering.
"Get Lily," Hazel told Pia. "She can help me carry Connor to our cottage. Don't let the kids out of the village hall. And thank you, Pia. Thank you so, so much for saving my husband."
Pia shrugged. "It's not like there's anything else to do in this place. Besides, it was nice to use my magic for once. It's not something prostitutes have much occasion to use."
Hazel tugged Connor's pants up his legs, then pulled him to standing, one arm draped over her shoulder, the other arm draped over Lily's. The poor cook was collapsing under his weight, but she held him as best as she could. They made their way through the village to his cottage.
"Thank you," Hazel said to Lily. "Please keep an eye on the children. If that thing shows up again, ring the bell in the village hall and I'll come running. Right now I need to care for my husband."
Connor sank down on the bed, shivering.
"Here," Hazel said, handing him a blanket. "Put this over you."
Connor pulled the rough wool up to his chin. It wasn't enough to take away the chill that ran deep into his bones. His eyelids fluttered as he looked at his wife.
She gazed back. "Is that helping?"
He nodded, but the violent shaking of his body told her different.
Hazel stood and pulled off her clothes, standing in front of him stark naked and completely beautiful. She lifted the blanket and slipped underneath it, pulling Connor's body against hers.
Warm. Hazel was so warm. Connor found himself snuggling close to her, longing for every part of her skin to touch his and bring the warmth back to his body.
"We haven't gone through so much for me to lose you to this," Hazel muttered into his ear. "I won't let you go now."
Connor's lips were so cold he couldn't respond. Not with words. Instead, he rested his lips on hers and kissed her. Not out of gratitude or lust. It was an expression of how he truly felt about her. She'd lived through torture in Malum when Tressa's father, Fenn, wanted to find Connor. She’d ignored his own rejection of her when they'd all been rescued. She put up with his confusion and sadness.
Hazel was a woman worthy of great love and Connor wanted nothing more to give it to her, even if he couldn't remember their past together.
A tear slipped down Hazel's cheek when their lips broke apart. "Connor..." she whispered.
As his skin warmed and his limbs could move again, he took Hazel in his arms and showed her exactly how he felt about her.
Chapter Twelve
Connor sat up, a silly grin on his face. He couldn't stop smiling if he tried.
"Wow," Hazel said, her head snuggled on his chest, her hand on his hip. "That was... different."
Insecurity flooded Connor. He had no idea what it had been like before. Maybe he'd done something wrong. "Sorry," he said.
Hazel laughed, her body shaking against his. "It wasn't a criticism. Not at all. I suspected things might be different when we were finally together again." She sat up, pulling the sheet up to cover her naked body. "You've changed."
"You like me better now?" he asked, unsure what he
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