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It took two more good shakes before her eyes fluttered open. They widened even further as Trey spoke to her.

“Damn, but you frightened me. I thought I wouldn’t get you back.”

“I was stuck,” she said breathlessly.

“I do not like the thought of your being stuck someplace where I cannot reach you.”

“Neither do I.” She slipped her arms tightly around his waist.

Damn, how did he protect her from her dreams?

“You cannot,” she said.

He hadn’t spoken aloud, which could only mean...

“Sometimes the words in your head sound as clear as the words from your lips,” she explained.

“This will take getting used to,” he admitted.

“For us both since I don’t wish to intrude on your thoughts.”

“But I wish to intrude on your dreams. I don’t like seeing you struggle in your sleep, knowing that you are stuck in a dream and that I cannot possibly reach you.”

“You do reach me, and that is what matters.”

“Tell me of this dream that haunts you and attempts to imprison you.”

She shook her head. “I don’t wish to recall it right now.”

It wasn’t lost on Trey that this was the second time she had refused to share her dream with him. He was beginning to wonder if she didn’twantto share it and if her reluctance had anything to do with him.

She was upset, so he would not insist though eventually they would have to discuss it. He needed to know about that dream and why it upset her so and why she had such a difficult time escaping it.

Bliss unwrapped herself from Trey though she would have preferred to remain in his arms, at least a little while longer. The warmth, comfort, and contentment she felt when he embraced her always overwhelmed her. It was as if she had come home, found the place she was meant to be, though it wasn’t a place ... it was a person.

Her husband.

Was this part of falling in love? Finding peace and solace with your mate?

“Are you all right?” Trey asked.

Concern was heavy in his voice, and his hands remained on her waist, as if he had no intention of letting go until he was certain she was well. She loved that he cared and worried over her and that he would always see her safe ... another wonderful part of falling in love.

Bliss smiled. “I am fine, and it is time for me to see how the injured are doing.”

“And I must go hunt.”

Her smile suddenly faded, and she grabbed his arm, squeezing it. “We must leave no later than tomorrow morning.”

“Do you see more troops headed this way?”

She shook her head. “A band of mercenaries.”

“To join with the king’s troops?”

She nodded, then shook her head. “Yes and no ... I’m not sure. But I don’t want to take the chance of placing these injured men in more danger.”

“Agreed,” he said. “I’ll tell Burnell we must make ready for early departure on the morrow. Do what you can to prepare the injured.”

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