“You can release me.” Noa tried to turn her mind away from the warmth seeping into her body from his. She didn’t need someone taking care of her; she did very well on her own.
“I could, but then you would catch cold, or worse, pneumonia.”
“Well, if you hadn’t taken my coat there wouldn’t be a problem.”
“True, and if you had remained in the house your teeth wouldn’t be chattering.”
She opened her mouth but nothing came out. What had her reason for leaving during a snowstorm been?
All Noa Manchester had to do was collect fire opals and return home. But the beguiling song of a Gods’ Stone coaxed her to follow; now she faces an Immortal of whom she hadn’t known existed. How had a simple trip turned into a healing of the soul?
Andros D’Lyons chose to accept his long life for what it was; a duty to the Ancient Gods. The appearance of a young hybrid female changes that. Faced with a choice, he gave control to Noa. If anything developed deeper between them, it was her decision.
Will Noa accept Andros for who he is to her? If she does, where will that leave her kidnapped sister and niece?