CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
We ventured into the dunes and kept both eyes out for trouble. The only problem that arose was from our own inner circle. Clara woke up and she was not happy.
The witch’s eyes fluttered open and she looked around in bewilderment. “What in all darkness is-” Her attention fell on Tegan and her eyes flashed with fury. “You!”
Clara slapped him across the cheek hard enough that Tegan stumbled back. He opened his arms and dropped her butt-first onto the soft sand.
“You’re welcome,” he mused as he rubbed his red cheek.
She glared at him from her sandy seat. “You monster! To hit a woman when she was saving your ungrateful hide!”
“You were thwarting our plan, and might I add that it worked,” he retorted.
“Then why are we out here?” she snapped.
“You’re a little la
