Meg’s brows furrowed. “Damn. I didn’t realize my guard was Superwoman.” “Well, this isn’t really the time, but…” Tara shot Meg a wide grin. “She’s feeling a little stronger today.” It took Meg’s tired brain a moment to catch up, but then her gaze locked on to Daunet’s hands. Bright blue mating marks were visible under splotches of red blood. “Congratulations,” she shouted.
