Part 14 (2/2)

Finally, she burst into the open, broke the surface of the water and gasped in blessed air.

Her relief was short-lived, however. A hand closed around her ankle, pulling her under again before she had a chance to scream.

CHAPTER EIGHT.

RINNA s.h.i.+FTED TO her right and saw one of the warriors had her in his grasp.

As she struggled to get away, the soldier grunted, and the hand loosened. The man began to thrash beside her. Twisting around, she saw Logan struggling to pull the attacker off her.

Trying to help, she grabbed at the soldier's hair, angling his head back. Together, they held him under while taking quick gasps of air themselves. The struggle seemed to take forever. Tired from the long swim, she felt her own strength ebbing. But finally, the man's body went limp. When she and Logan let go, the current carried him away.

Dragging in drafts of air, she let Logan take her arm and steer her toward the sh.o.r.e. But the rock walls along the banks were steep, so he kept going, looking for a place to get out.

She was beginning to think they would have to drift alone for miles when they finally came parallel to a sandy beach. Logan began to tow her toward sh.o.r.e.

They both crawled onto the sand, where they lay panting. When she s.h.i.+vered, Logan rolled toward her, lifting his arm to gather her close.

It was a natural response to their chilled circ.u.mstances, but she couldn't stop herself from flinching.

She was angry with herself for the reaction. This man had proved that he had her welfare at heart. Of course, she could have said the same about Falcone-not so long ago.

He had seemed to care about her. When some of the members of the council had voiced concerns about her power, he had told them she was useful. He had sent her out of the city to fight the Suckers. Partly to get her out of sight. And she had proved that she could track the mind vampires and drive them back to the world where they had originated. That was when she had first seen Logan. She had been tracking a Sucker and found it had gone into his universe.

She kept her head turned away from him, still remembering Falcone's betrayal. She had thought he was her protector. And he had proved her so wrong.

Logan was speaking, and she struggled to focus on his words. ”You're hurt,” he said, touching the place where the rock had sc.r.a.ped her shoulder.

”So are you,” she said, staring at the ripening bruise on his muscular thigh where he also must have struck a rock. At the same time, she was trying not to stare at his s.e.x. He was magnificently naked, and so casual about his body as he lay sprawled on the sand.

She should be just as casual. A woman who often found herself inconveniently nude when she changed from wolf to human could ill afford to be modest. Yet she couldn't stop herself from scooting a foot away from his large body, sc.r.a.ping her bottom on the rough sand as she went.

A flash of movement in the water caught her eye, and she went rigid. Great Mother! It looked like Logan was the least of her worries.

As she watched, another of Falcone's soldiers bobbed to the surface of the fast moving stream. Apparently more than one of them was willing to risk his life to bring her back.

Luckily, the man was turned away, scanning the bank on the other side of the river. Logan had followed her gaze, then grabbed her hand and pulled her off the beach and around a pile of boulders, s.h.i.+elding them from the river.

Climbing up on the nearest rock, he reached down to help her up. They ascended about ten feet above the river, into an open s.p.a.ce.

Behind them, Rinna heard splas.h.i.+ng noises. More warriors.

”If they find the beach, they'll see our footprints,” she gasped.

”s.h.i.+t! I wasn't thinking about that.”

”There wasn't anything we could do about it. Not and get out of there fast.”

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