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Authors: REBECCA YORK
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guard her, and watch the water.
    She stayed where she was, letting her mind flow into the animal shape that was part of her being.
    Not a wolf this time. She had two nonhuman forms she could take. And the other shape that she had been granted by the gods would be more useful now.
    Her thoughts helped form her body into a large white bird. And she had the satisfaction of seeing the wolf gape at her. From his expression, she gathered that he had only one form, and she had surprised him by taking this alternate shape.
    LOGAN stared in astonishment as Rinna transformed—but not into a wolf. He'd expected to see the white wolf he'd first encountered in the Maryland woods.
    Instead she became a large white bird. Some kind of hawk or eagle, he thought, but he wasn't sure.
    As she leaped into the air, he realized that he'd seen the bird before. In the badlands, Rinna had gone behind the ruined house, and he'd seen the bird rise into the air. He'd thought she'd startled it. Now he understood the truth.
    She rose gracefully as her wings beat the air. After circling him once, she took off toward the mountain of rocks from which the river emerged.
    His stomach knotted as he watched her go. She could leave him here, if she wanted. But he hoped she was coming back.
    She was a brave warrior, yet so shy and inexperienced as far as man-woman relationships went. He knew she had enjoyed the kiss, but she was afraid of where it would lead. Could he chance to change the equation between them? He ached to do it—if she gave him the chance.
    Out of necessity, it seemed she had learned to take care of herself in the wild. He could do that as a wolf. But he hadn't spent much time living rough as a man. Sure, he'd been camping out when they'd first met, but he knew that if he wanted a hot shower, he could always check into a hotel or go home.
    But she was the real deal. A woman at home in a primitive setting. And on top of that, she was a magical creature with many talents. Well, not magical. She'd objected to that characterization. So what did she call herself? A witch? A mage? An adept?
    As he watched Rinna disappear, he ached to know her. And he wanted answers to all the questions that had piled up in his mind, if she would give them to him.
    RINNA flew away from the river. She saw that Logan had been right. They had traveled less than half a mile from the entrance to the cave, and she was tempted to head back that way. But she knew that it wasn't safe. The soldiers must have been briefed about her appearance. And if they were waiting back at her old refuge, they would recognize her bird persona.
    She was sure of that much. But she had no idea what orders Falcone had given the troops.
    When she'd escaped from him, she'd known that he wanted her alive. But was that still trues? Had his plans changed? Had he come to the conclusion that eliminating her was the better course?
    The cave tugged at her. She ached to go back and look for Haig, but that would be a fatal mistake.
    At first she'd thought one of the mind vampires had gotten him. Now she was pretty sure Falcone had put him under a compulsion. She shuddered. They had talked about the theory in school. No one she knew had ever attempted it. But it looked like Falcone had gotten desperate enough—and succeeded.
    She flew onward, looking at the plain below her and the buildings.
    Satisfied that she saw no enemies, she started back. She was almost to the river when she saw a flash of movement from the ground. In the next second, a rain of arrows shot upward, heading straight toward her.

CHAPTER NINE
    AGAINST THE DEEP blue of the sky, Logan saw the white bird winging its way to him and felt his spirit leap.
    But before she reached the clearing where he waited, arrows shot into the air.
    His heart wedged in his windpipe as his gaze locked on the bird. Incredibly, she dodged and wove through the air, avoiding the onslaught of arrows.
    From his position above the river, he could see three soldiers

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