Chapter Seventeen
Lochlan
Lochlan stared after Brea for a moment before sending his men to follow her. He charged down the hillside, terror lodged in his throat as he followed the woman he loved into the fray of battle. She was too brave for her own good. Too noble. Always fighting for those she loved to the detriment of her own well being. She didn’t know how to use the blade in her hand, but she lashed out with her magic, taking care of herself as she pursued her enemy with single-minded focus. Lochlan no longer cared if she was married to his brother. He needed this woman in his life. Whether as a lover, wife, or friend, it didn’t matter as long as she counted him among the people she would go to battle for.
He would not let her face Regan alone.
“Svero!” Brea shouted, striking with
