Bonded soul to soul by ancient magic and a dragon. Will the magic that brought them together destroy them?
“What happened?” she asked again, her voice trembling with fear.
The woman sighed and answered, “’Tis a long story that’s not my place to tell. You’ll have to hear it from Connor, for you’re his now.”
“His? How can I be his?”
“Lass, it’s a new life you have now. I’ll leave it for Connor to explain.”
“Who is Connor?”
“Och, that I’ll answer. He’s my brother.” The woman vigorously rubbed a towel over Maggie’s stubbled scalp.
Maggie frowned. The near giant who carried her into the bathroom had not been old. She would not have put his age past thirty. She decided that the older woman obviously meant that Connor was like a brother to her.
“By the way, I’m Brenda,” the woman said by way of introduction. “We’ll have to come up with a name for you.”
“My name is Maggie, Maggie Hammersmith.”
“Not any more it isn’t,” Brenda said cryptically.
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