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Chapters (42)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Book
  3. About the Author
  4. Also by Carol Goodman
  5. Praise
  6. Title Page
  7. Prologue
  8. Chapter One
  9. Chapter Two
  10. Chapter Three
  11. Chapter Four
  12. Chapter Five
  13. Chapter Six
  14. Chapter Seven
  15. Chapter Eight
  16. Chapter Nine
  17. Chapter Ten
  18. Chapter Eleven
  19. Chapter Twelve
  20. Chapter Thirteen
  21. Chapter Fourteen
  22. Chapter Fifteen
  23. Chapter Sixteen
  24. Chapter Seventeen
  25. Chapter Eighteen
  26. Chapter Nineteen
  27. Chapter Twenty
  28. Chapter Twenty-One
  29. Chapter Twenty-Two
  30. Chapter Twenty-Three
  31. Chapter Twenty-Four
  32. Chapter Twenty-Five
  33. Chapter Twenty-Six
  34. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  35. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  36. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  37. Chapter Thirty
  38. Chapter Thirty-One
  39. Mistress of the Sea
  40. The Queen’s Confidante
  41. The Age of Desire
  42. Acknowledgements

“I had something to tell you that I didn’t think could wait, but … I can’t really tell you out here.”

“Oh!” I said. “Come in. I’m sorry. I was having a dream …”

“Was I trying to drown you again?” he asked as he came inside.

“No,” I said, blushing. The heat on my skin made me aware of how close to naked I was. I grabbed a sweater from the hall closet and pulled it on over my nightgown. “You weren’t in it.”

Or had he been? I’m here, Liam had said in the dream, and then Duncan had appeared at the door. But Duncan couldn’t be my incubus. Liz had carefully vetted him …

“… and I thought you should know.”

“Thought I should know what?” I asked, realizing I hadn’t heard a thing he’d said.

“Grove members are arriving today in Fairwick.”

“They’re here early,” I said. “The meeting isn’t until Monday. We still have two days.”

“I suppose they wanted to make a weekend of it.” Duncan smiled wryly at the idea of anyone choosing to spend anymore time in Fairwick than they had to. I had felt the same ten months ago, but now I was offended for my town. Perhaps sensing that, Duncan’s smile faded. “Or maybe they know you’re trying to increase your power and they’re worried.”

“Good,” I said, “they should be worried.”

Duncan smiled again, but guardedly. “I just don’t want them to force you into a conflict prematurely. I thought I should warn you that they’re here.”

He touched my arm and I felt the gold spirals tightening inside me. Wasn’t this what I had felt in my dream with Liam? Perhaps the dream had been sent as a message telling me that Duncan was really my incubus come in a new form. I studied his face. The high cheekbones and strong jaw, the aquamarine eyes, skin the color of honey … yes, he looked like a creature from another world, but was he my creature? Shouldn’t I be able to look into his eyes and recognize him?

But I didn’t. And when he dipped his head to mine and brushed his lips against my cheek the spirals flared up in the air between us and singed the lock of hair that was always falling over his eyes.

“Damn,” I said, “I’m so sorry. I don’t know why …”

Duncan smiled, his jaw tight. “I think I do,” he said. “As long as you’re still bound to the incubus no mortal man will be able to come close to you. It’s your decision, Callie. I’ll be here when you make it.”