taken. Aiden, Braden, Kirstin, and Fiona, prepare to leave with the others.”
Saffron released the breath she had been holding and moved with the others as they put on their coats and grouped together as Fallon requested. Fallon was the leader, and though he liked to get others’ opinions on matters, he had already made a decision.
She had countered that and, fortunately for her, it had gone well. Even if it hadn’t, she knew she had to speak her mind.
While she tugged on a coat and scarf, Saffron found herself watching Fallon as Larena, Lucan, Cara, Quinn, and Marcail stood in a circle, each of them with a hand on the person’s shoulder next to them.
She had heard the others talk about Fallon’s power of teleportation. Or jumping as they called it. Now she would finally witness it for herself.
With a smile and a kiss on Larena’s lips, Fallon put his hands on Larena’s and Lucan’s shoulder. And in the next instant they were gone.
Before Saffron could blink, Fallon had returned and the next group stepped forward.
Her mind was still reeling from how fast he moved from place to place when Fallon called her toward the group that consisted of Logan, Gwynn, Ian, Dani, and Camdyn.
Saffron walked to the open spot between Camdyn and Fallon, her heart in her throat. Fallon had jumped her from Declan’s mansion to the castle when they rescued her, but she had been so happy to be free, not to mention blind, she hadn’t realized what was going to happen.
“You willna feel a thing,” Fallon said with a grin.
She nodded and met Gwynn’s gaze across from her. Gwynn winked as Fallon placed his hand on Saffron’s shoulder. In the next instant Saffron found herself standing on a snow-covered peninsula with water on either side.
Her head swiveled to Fallon only to see him disappear.
Saffron blinked as the bright sun hurt her eyes. She lifted a hand to shield her eyes as she desperately tried to see all that was around her.
A large shadow crossed in front of her, blocking the sun. She dropped her hand and looked up to find Camdyn.
“Better?” he asked.
“Better. Thank you.”
He shrugged. “Your eyes are still adjusting. I think it will take a while for them to mend fully.”
“I don’t like appearing weak.”
A dark brow rose in response. “Is that what you believe we will think? You survived Declan. Give yourself some credit.”
She shifted her feet in the snow, causing their hands to brush. A current of something primal, needful, zoomed through her. Saffron sucked in a breath and glanced away from him.
“Do I frighten you?” he asked.
Her gaze jerked back to him. “Frighten me? Of course not. Why would you think that?”
“You try no’ to look at me.”
If he only knew the real reason.
Saffron cleared her throat while she shook her head. “I awoke just a few hours ago to find I had my sight back, Camdyn. I’m simply trying to take everything in. I meant no offense.”
“Of course.”
He lifted his gaze over her head, but Saffron couldn’t stop staring at him. She knew he felt it, knew she should stop. But she couldn’t.
Camdyn drew her gaze and her body. She forced herself to look away and took the time to look around her. The higher the sun climbed, the less Camdyn’s tall, muscular form would be able to help her.
It had been so long since Saffron had seen the world. She would bet her sizable fortune that in the summer the grass was a brilliant shade of green. It was too bad she couldn’t see it now since it was covered in snow, but the glorious blue sky together with the dark blue waters of the loch was a sight to behold.
“So many have gone,” Reaghan said in distress.
Saffron whirled around to find herself staring at a huge ring of standing stones. She quickly counted twenty-seven standing, but there were spaces where many more should have stood.
“Look at where the stones are placed,” Lucan said. “No snow, weeds, or anything, but the grass grows there.”
Saffron