Page 51 of Scars of Fate

“That’s somehow less comforting.”

Another burst of enemy fire rattled across the rocks.

A terrified little boy cried out behind us.

Without thinking, Wynn pulled him against her and shielded him with her body.

My heart nearly stopped.

Again.

She looked up.

Those emerald-green eyes found mine.

She smiled.

Actually smiled.

As though she were trying to reassure me.

I shook my head.

Unbelievable.

She was trying to make me feel better.

Adam’s voice interrupted my thoughts.

“Lucas, take Boone and hit their flank. Hawk and I will keep their attention.”

“Russ?”

“I’ve got the civilians,” Russ answered.

Janice looked up from bandaging the wounded teenager.

“We’re almost ready to move.”

I met Boone’s eyes.

“You ready?”

He adjusted his rifle.

“I was born ready.”

“I seriously doubt that.”

He smirked.

“My mama says otherwise.”

Even in the middle of a firefight, I laughed.

That was Boone.

He could find humor anywhere.