wrapping my mind around it all. You being a troll,” she whispered. “Me wanting you so much.”
He lifted her face with a finger and bent toward her. “You can call it what you like. So long as you continue to want me.”
But it wasn’t just attraction. Wasn’t merely the call of her witchy libido. She stared into his eyes and realized she’d felt drawn to him, pulled closer and closer by invisible bonds since the start. “I don’t want to think of you as being beneath me. Of me being superior or more important. You’ve proven you’re smart and capable and in control of your base instincts. While I’m…” She was the one who whirled out of control every time he touched her.
Ethan kissed her. Maybe just to shut her up, but she didn’t care. She bunched his shirt in her fists and pulled him closer. “I can’t get enough of this, of you,” she said, closing her eyes and rubbing her cheek against his.
He brought his arms around her and hugged her hard, rocking on his heels, soothing away her riotous thoughts. Standing in the circle of his arms, she felt somehow…complete.
Her heart slowed, her body relaxed. Sparks flew along her skin as he rubbed her back. She imagined herself spilling into him and released a bit of moonlight. Shared it with him. Happy to do it.
When she pulled away, she gave a laugh, feeling sheepish over her upwelling emotions. They barely knew each other, and here she was falling in love. But what did he feel?
Ethan kissed her forehead. “Better now?”
“I am.”
“You should stay inside.”
“I know.” She sighed again. “Why are you here? Is it your turn to circle the porch?”
“I felt you.”
She canted her head. “What do you mean?”
“You were agitated, and I felt it.”
Her eyes widened. “That’s unusual.”
“Not when you’re bonded, or so I understand.”
“I never felt that way with Merrick.”
He narrowed his eyes. “Should have been your first clue.”
She patted his chest and noted the sudden tension in his muscles. He didn’t like thinking of her with Merrick. “I’m going inside now.”
He loosened his arms and she immediately missed feeling him against her. She was beginning to crave the comfort of his broad chest. When she turned away, a slap landed on her bottom. She glanced over her shoulder and gave him a glare, but he grinned that crooked smile that made him seem somehow boyish.
Stepping inside, she couldn’t hide her silly grin. But she wiped it off her face the moment she glanced at her friends.
Miren shook her head, but the corners of her mouth twitched. Aoife and Radha rolled their eyes. Darcy wore a bullish scowl.
“What?” Bryn asked, her tone belligerent.
“It’s so not fair,” Darcy said, and then smiled sheepishly. “I’d love to want someone so much I couldn’t keep my hands off him.”
Aoife sighed. “It’s romantic. A witch and a troll. Like a fairytale.”
“Beauty and Beast,” Miren said, her tone dreamy.
“He’s no beast,” Bryn muttered. But he was—deep inside where his green-eyed monster lurked. And didn’t they all need a beast on their side?
Ethan found Renner in the driveway. Several of the men were reparking cars and trucks to minimize the space they took up. Something to do while they waited for danger to arrive.
Renner had a cell phone against his ear, and the hard look in his eyes had Ethan stiffening.
“Thanks for the warning,” Renner said and ended his call. “That was Hamdir. His cousin up north works at the council’s airstrip. They’ve chartered a flight. No plan was filed, but Merrick was one of the passengers, along with three of the council members.”
Ethan nodded. It was no coincidence. “Did he say how many enforcer-types were with him?”
“Eight. But there’s no telling how many they’re calling in from this region. Guess the fight’s coming to us.”
“Better inventory our weapons. Set up a perimeter. They’ll be rushing to use the last of the blue
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