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call it making love.”
    She shook her head and slipped her leather pants on. She
hopped in place to pull them over her hips and cinched up the leather ties
before donning her corset. She was about to lace it up herself when Luc’s hand
stopped her.
    He turned her around so she was facing away from him and ran
his fingers down her back, gathering the laces and tightening them as he went.
His hot breath fanned against her neck as he whispered. “Deep breath.” She
breathed in and he gave the laces a final tug. Her breasts heaved as her waist
drew in. After a couple of seconds, he dropped his hands. “All tied up, Red,
and good to go.”
    Rowan gave the fairies one final glance. Just as he had said,
she could hear them singing. It was soft but it was definitely getting louder.
She gathered up her cloak and slung it over her shoulders. “Lead the way.”
    * * * * *
    A pair of eyes watched from the edge of the meadow as
fairies flittered around him. He swatted at the nuisances. The ones at the edge
of the field were dark colors of flickering lights, not like the light-colored
ones currently feeding off the couple enjoying themselves. He picked up the ax
lying at his feet. “They shouldn’t have gotten so close so fast.”
    “Problems, sir?”
    The young man was cowering behind a nearby tree. Piper
glared at him. “You shouldn’t be here, Peter.”
    “I know, I just thought—”
    “You thought? That is the problem. You serve me. You do not
think, you obey.”
    Peter dropped his head, sending tendrils of brown hair
falling in front of his eyes. “Yes sir.”
    “You were so much more obedient when you were a child.”
    The young man shuffled his feet. “I’m sorry I disappointed
you.”
    Piper waved his hand, dismissing the issue. “While I am
working on turning these two against each other I need to you to help Aengus
ready my army. I need all of my loyal servants ready for my signal.” His hand
absently caressed the flute tucked into his belt. “One way or another I will
rule these lands and exterminate the wolves, then we will move on to the next
phase of the plan.” His eyes snapped up, causing Peter to jump backward. “Be
ready, and stay away from the wolves. You’ve had enough problems with them. We
don’t need to invite more trouble to us.”
    “Yes, Piper.” Peter bowed deeply and backed away. As soon as
Piper could hear the man’s horse galloping down the road he relaxed. The last
thing he needed was to have one of his servants mess up his plans. He’d have to
find a way to drive the wedge between Luc and Rowan. “One way or another,” he
repeated to himself.
    As Luc and Rowan wove their way through the thicket, Piper
trailed in the distance until he could find a suitable path leading toward the
road where he knew they’d intersect. Enough time in the Black Forest had
allowed him to memorize most of the trails and would suit his new persona well.
He straightened his back and walked with his head up, ax swung over his
shoulder as he whistled a tune.
    * * * * *
    Once they had made it back to the main trail, Luc held Rowan’s
hand tightly as he pulled her down the path. She enjoyed the feel of his skin
touching hers but the longer they stayed on the main road again, the more she
feared running into the wolves. “Do you hear that?”
    Luc’s eyes narrowed, she could tell he heard it. It was a
faint melody, a song. He shook his head, “Must be the wind.”
    “You are a horrible liar.”
    “Is that a fact?”
    “Yes. I can tell you hear it too. Someone is nearby.”
    He sniffed at the air. “Just keep walking, it isn’t the
wolves. They don’t whistle.”
    Rowan pursed her lips. What an odd thing for him to do,
sniff the air like an animal. She didn’t say anything. There was no arguing
with his logic. They’d keep walking, it didn’t matter who was on the road as
long as they didn’t mean them any harm. They rounded the corner and came face-to-face
with the man whistling his tune as he