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split lower lip dripped down his set jaw. She cursed through gritted teeth. “You bastard! No! Let me go!”
    He dragged her to her feet, and when she kicked out at him he snatched her chin painfully in his fingers. He spoke the warning low, a hiss that only the two of them could hear.
    “I will bind your legs if you kick me. I will bind your foul mouth if you speak. Do you understand?”
    She glared at the face now shrouded in an unreadable mask. Her wrists ached against the binding, and her shoulder throbbed where the bear claw marked her.  There were few options available to her.  She closed her eyes and nodded one time in reluctant submission.
    He grunted a word she did not understand, and then hoisted her into his arms with disturbing ease. The obedient horse waited a few paces away.  He placed her back on the beast and swung up behind her before the other two men joined them. 
    There was no more talking.

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    W inn did not look at his two brothers as he rode with the woman. She remained silent now, her fire subdued for the moment.  He regretted the need to threaten her, but he was stunned by the way she fought him.  Memory of the manner in which she defied him in front of his brothers caused a scowl to darken his face again. He knew she was from another time by her odd clothes and strange way of speaking, but even so, he could not fathom why she dared challenge him. Did women in her time disobey their men and just do as they pleased? He could not let her defiance go without reprimand, especially when his brothers stood by as witnesses.
    He gripped the reins tighter and sighed. Maybe the Great Creator made a mistake. He looked down at her head lying against his chest, her amber locks sprawled across his skin. By the Gods, she was beautiful, but so willful!  He remembered the way it felt when she fought beneath him, the way she ignited when he touched her. Even then, with anger clouding his thoughts, he wanted to possess her. When she made him bleed, it took every measure of strength he had not to tear her strange clothes from her body and ravage her in the dirt. Only the knowledge of his brothers approaching dampened his lust.
    The Great Creator must have made a mistake. She could not be the one he was meant to kill.
    His brother Chetan laughed no longer, although he seemed to enjoy questioning Winn’s manhood when the woman first tried to get away.  Makedewa, however, kept a tense silence. Other than his original outburst of disbelief that Winn did not slaughter the woman on sight, Makedewa kept his thoughts to himself and rode ahead, alone. Winn suspected it was not the last he would hear from his temperamental younger brother on the matter, but at least he had sense enough to let it be until they returned to the village.
    It was good that the men remained silent since he was in no mood to respond to any more of their jibes.  Her soft, round bottom jammed up against his hips drove him so senseless he could barely concentrate on guiding the horse, let alone argue with his brothers. With each stride, she rocked back against him in a maddening rhythm and her soft hair brushed his chin. Closing his eyes gave no relief, damn her. Even her scent maddened him, a sweet honeysuckle aroma that drifted to his senses with each pace of the horse.
    Winn shook his head, confused at the pull this woman held over him. He grew up listening to tales about the Bloodstones, how someday a Time Walker would arrive who would end the life of the Great Weroance. All young braves longed for the chance to kill a Time Walker, and bring honor on the tribe for the sacrifice. Everyone knew the prophecy, his brothers included, and they all had reasons to anticipate the coming of the next Time Walker.  Many wished for another sacrifice to gain favor with the Weroance, with the belief it would bring prosperity to their decimated Paspahegh tribe. Opechancanough bestowed the greatest rewards on those warriors who served him the