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felt it had she come here before Declan had taken her? It was rare for a Druid to feel magic, but with magic as strong as what was in the stones, Saffron suspected that anyone would feel it.
    “It is said all of Britain once felt like this,” Sonya said.
    Saffron looked to the redheaded healer and saw Sonya’s eyes closed and Broc staring at her with such love and devotion that Saffron had to look away. Embarrassed to have caught a glimpse of something so private.
    And why was it that her first thought after witnessing the couple’s love was of Camdyn? Was it because Saffron wanted the same kind of love herself? Or was she so messed up from her confinement and torture that she was clinging to the first person who had helped her?
    Saffron inwardly shook her head. It was hard to know. What she did know was how good it felt to be held by him. It was a dangerous thing, the desire she felt.
    Once they were at the edge of the snow that bordered the grass around the stones, everyone fanned out. Saffron wasn’t surprised when Camdyn stayed by her. No one said anything as the wind picked up and clouds passed quickly above them.
    Saffron kept her eyes on the ground, glancing up for only seconds at a time. She hated how her eyes hadn’t adjusted yet. This was worse than being blind. Everything she longed to see was right in front of her, but the pain from the sunlight was too much for her eyes to take.
    “It’s just stones,” Camdyn murmured. “The same stones you saw from afar. Stones and snow.”
    She shifted her gaze to look at the black combat boots he wore. He stood with his feet braced apart. She didn’t need to look at him to know he was on alert, ready and waiting for whatever action came his way.
    He was a warrior in every sense of the word. Coiled within him was a tangible violence that would have put her off years earlier. Now, she found it exhilarating, thrilling to be around someone so virile and dangerous.
    But with Camdyn, there was more. She couldn’t put her finger on it though. He wouldn’t have a god inside him if he wasn’t a formidable warrior, but there was something that set him apart from the rest.
    A desolation she herself could relate to.
    The lull of the stone’s magic pulled at Saffron, turning her attention to magic ancient and powerful. It drew her. It lured her.
    She was powerless to deny it as she stepped off the snow into the grass. Behind her, Camdyn said her name. But Saffron couldn’t stop. She didn’t want to stop. She kept walking until she came to the first stone.
    Once she was beside it she closed her eyes as the magic began to shine brighter than the sun. With her eyes closed, Saffron stopped trying to see and used her other senses.
    A smile pulled at her lips when she heard the magic whispering around her. She put one hand on the stone and gasped when the magic raced through her hand. The force of it, the sheer potency of it, made her sway on her feet.
    A soft hand took hers, and Saffron glanced to her left to see Gwynn beside her. One by one the Druids lined up and linked hands between two of the standing stones.
    Saffron knew the instant a Druid touched the other stone. The magic singed through her and into Gwynn before rushing through each of them then into the next stone.
    She didn’t know how long they stood there as the magic took them, but when someone broke away, Saffron felt as if her soul had been ripped from her.
    “I know where to get in,” Reaghan shouted happily.
    Saffron dropped hands with Gwynn and turned to walk back to Camdyn. She lifted her hand to shield her eyes again, blinking rapidly to avoid the light.
    Large, strong hands caught her shoulders and moved her to the right. She caught a glimpse of black combat boots, which all the Warriors wore, but she knew by the feel of the hands it was Camdyn who touched her.
    Saffron was about to ask someone to escort her to where Reaghan had gone when Fallon appeared before her.
    “Larena suggested I get these for