Renwick gripped Rua’s chin, pulling her gaze back to his mesmerizing eyes. “I would tell you to hide and wait for me to return.” His voice was edged with sorrow as he glanced over Rua’s shoulder to the three witches behind her. “But I know you will protect your people.” Rua nodded, grasping the hilt of the dagger tighter. “I will protect our people,” she pledged, as if taking her royal vow. If they were not going to survive this battle, she was not going to be cut down cowering under a wagon. Renwick’s lips collided with hers as he pulled her into a desperate, blistering kiss. “Go kill
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