Mercy
Amanda held Mark in her arms, still pondering where they were going to sleep tonight, when a knock came at the door.
“Come in,” Benjamin said in a deep voice as he attempted to move his legs.
But there was no strength in them at all. The powerlessness filled him with both irritation and frustration.
Amanda noticed his efforts and lowered her gaze slightly. His leg injury was severe—so severe that she could confidently say, aside from her, there were few in the world capable of healing it.
Two handsome men entered the room. Amanda recognized one of them: Brad, known for his preference for men. The other, she had never seen before.
As they entered, one of the men briefly glanced at Amanda.
Taking that as her cue, Amanda prepared to leave with her son in her arms. But just as she
