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about to fall, but he’d held her much longer than he had needed to.
    He fisted his hands as he thought about how she had trembled, her hands clutching at his shirt as she buried her head in his neck.
    He recalled the feel of her curves against him, her breath against his skin. It was too much for a man that hadn’t allowed himself pleasure in a very long time.
    The need was tantalizing, the desire irresistible. The hunger … absolute.
    How easy it would have been to tilt up her chin, to seal his lips over hers. Her hands had been eager to grasp him, and her body had molded to his.
    “I think we should go back to the Ring of Brodgar right now,” Arran said as he finished the last bite of his breakfast and pushed his plate away.
    Reaghan set down her fork slowly before she looked at Arran. “My father told me there was a secret passage in order to get into the maze.”
    “The same father who told you Laria was buried in the mountains?” Broc asked. There was no anger in his voice as he repeated what Reaghan had told them after being released from her spell.
    Reaghan shrugged. “I don’t know how to answer that, Broc. Whenever he spoke of Laria it wasn’t to say where she was buried, but what I would need to awaken her.”
    Galen put his hand atop his wife’s and met Broc’s gaze. “I’ve thought of that also, my friend. I suspect Reaghan’s father knew she would go from artifact to artifact until she found the map hidden in the Tablet of Orn as Logan and Gwynn did.”
    “The stone rings have always been revered,” Camdyn said. “They are places of significant magic. It makes sense to have put Laria inside one instead of a mountain.”
    Reaghan smiled at him before she said, “The spell I used to erase my memories was meant to keep information from Deirdre. It could be that if she discovered something, all she might have gleaned was that Laria was buried in the mountains.”
    “Thereby sending her on a wild-goose chase,” Broc finished with a slight smile. “I doona fault your father, Reaghan. I merely want to make sure we doona find ourselves on something like that.”
    “We’re all in agreement there,” Fallon said. He looked at each person at the table and sighed. “I’m more than ready to end Deirdre. I have to agree with Arran on this. I think we need to go there now and find our way in.”
    Lucan leaned back in his chair and put his arm around Cara. “We know Deirdre hasna been there. Broc, where is she?”
    Camdyn and the others watched as Broc closed his eyes. At one time, all Warriors had to call up their gods and transform before they could use their magic. But the longer a Warrior housed a god, the stronger that power became until it was part of the Warrior just as breathing was.
    Broc had had centuries to master his god and his power, so all he needed to do was to call up that power.
    “She’s in her mountain,” Broc said after several moments of silence. He opened his eyes and smiled. “We should do it now. She willna be expecting it.”
    Fallon nodded and stood, his chair sliding back on the stones. The sound of the other chairs scraping back filled the hall as everyone gained their feet.
    “I’ll bring everyone in groups. The castle will be safe and hidden with Isla’s magic.”
    “Nay, Aiden,” Quinn said when his son also rose.
    Aiden clenched his jaw. “I want to help.”
    Fallon raised his hand before Quinn and Aiden could bicker more. “As leader here, Aiden, I need you, Braden, Fiona, and Kirstin to remain behind.”
    “I think they should come,” Saffron said into the silence that followed Fallon’s decree.
    Camdyn’s gaze shifted to Fallon for his response.
    Fallon’s brows lifted. “And why is that? Did you have a vision of this?”
    “It doesn’t take a Seer to know that every Druid will be needed there, regardless of how much magic they hold. Even the tiniest drop of magic could make the difference in this battle.”
    Fallon blew out a breath. “Point