Chapter Thirteen
The rest of the trip to the stream was silent and after leaving her backpack on the bank, Melody joined him in the water to wash off the blood she’d gotten on herself from sitting behind him. Standing on the bank once they’d washed, she checked him over, finding several minor cuts and two deeper ones that still bled a little.
Brynn reached for her and the scent of his magic filled the air. “I’m sorry I brought my troubles to you.”
She felt her clothes and body dry and guessed it was Brynn’s doing. “I’ve got a feeling I added to them by agreeing to dance with you.” She wrapped her arms around him, resting her head against his shoulder. “What are we going to do about it?”
“We will do nothing.”
“But they’ll keep attacking.”
“I’ll deal with it. You will stay out of it. Y
