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other than herself. Not once had she had a vision about her own future. Nor could she call up the visions on her own.
    They came and went like the wind. And normally they came to her when she least expected them.
    But more than that, she was tired of people wanting her because she was a Seer. It was the reason Declan had sought her out. The MacLeods might have saved her, but they had seen the wisdom of having a Seer on their side.
    Until her blindness had been reversed, Saffron had been powerless to leave. Now she could, but in order to kill Declan she would need the help of those at the castle. So while they were using her, she was using them.
    Just when she thought the vision would wait, it slammed into her mind. She heard screams echoing in her head and blood coated the walls. A woman fought against a man who held her back against his chest.
    “ Where is she?”
    Saffron’s eyes flew open as Declan’s voice reverberated in her mind: The images faded, and she felt herself falling.
    Suddenly, strong arms were around her and she inhaled the scent of cedar, sizzling power, and man.
    Camdyn.
    She knew it was him without opening her eyes. His scent, the way he held her. There wasn’t another man in all the world who could come close to Camdyn MacKenna.
    “I’ve got you,” he whispered close to her ear so no one else could hear.
    He alone knew how her body shook after a vision, and how weak she became. He knew because he was always there, always ready to catch her should she fall.
    A girl could certainly get used to that, and Saffron feared she’d already become used to it. The thought frightened her. Yet, instead of pulling away, she clung to him as much as her shaky arms allowed.
    With one of his hands splayed on her back holding her close against his rock-hard chest, Saffron rested her face in the crook of his neck as his other hand held the back of her head.
    She might feel weak, but in Camdyn’s arms she knew nothing could harm her. And after all she’d endured with Declan, she was amazed that she could feel that way.
    “What was the vision?” Gwynn asked, her Texas accent coming through thick with emotion.
    Saffron’s heart pounded as she lifted her head to look at Gwynn. “It was Declan.”
    Without a word Gwynn walked to her and put her hand on Saffron’s arm. Gwynn and Logan had had their own run-in with Declan that had nearly cost both of them their lives. Gwynn’s father had also been recruited by Declan to translate a magical book, and he hadn’t survived.
    Saffron held on to Camdyn long after she should have released him. Camdyn didn’t move, he simply held her as footsteps approached the kitchen and Danielle appeared. Dani paused, and then rushed to her.
    The three of them were the only ones from the U.S. Gwynn was from Texas, Danielle from Florida before she came to live in Scotland after her parents’ death, and Saffron from Colorado.
    “What did you see?” Dani urged.
    Saffron shivered as she recalled the hard sound of Declan’s voice, and Camdyn’s arms tightened a fraction around her. She rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes as she thought over the vision.
    “Declan is looking for someone. Or he will look for her. I don’t know her name, or why he wants her,” she said and opened her eyes. “But I felt his need to find her, and it was great.”
    Gwynn leaned back and rubbed her hands up and down her arms.
    “Declan’s magic is gone,” Dani added. “I know because I pulled it from you.”
    “No one can touch you here,” Camdyn said, his deep voice filling the kitchen.
    Saffron nodded and tried to believe their words, but it was difficult when she knew in her gut that things with Declan were just beginning.
    She looked up and her eyes met Camdyn’s dark chocolate eyes. He looked only at her, his gaze penetrating, probing. Utterly captivating.
    “You’re safe.” His voice was smooth and deep. The timbre of it made her blood heat.
    And her heart race.
    Dani cleared