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Pierce straightened up, clutching me to his side as though protecting me from the noise.
A shape appeared between the trees, the shadow of the first and last person I wanted to see.
“Who’s there?” Pierce pulled his knife from his belt.
My heart froze and shattered as Liam stepped into a beam of moonlight.
“Liam?” Pierce squinted at him. “You nearly gave me a heart attack.”
“You shouldn’t be out here, Ena.” Liam’s gaze drifted over me, from my falling off top to my mussed up hair, before locking onto Pierce. “She doesn’t know the mountains well enough to be wandering in the dark.”
“I won’t leave her alone,” Pierce said. “I can see her safely back to camp.”
“I’ll take care of her,” Liam said. “We still haven’t talked about her last sorci run.”
“Right.” Pierce eased his hold on my
