Even if the Darkling’s axe could somehow kill Xanthus, it didn’t matteranymore. He did not see Yasmin, but something told him that she was somewhere near, and that herseductive eyes were on him. Xanthus turned toward him. With one fluid movement Rafe grasped the man’s outstretched hand,then hoisted him up onto his horse’s back, just behind his saddle.
Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm herself. “Which of you is Mallory?” she asked. It took Tristan several moments to find his voice. Are these things not enough to prove myidentity?”Shaking his head, Gunther folded his gnarled hands in his lap.
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