Redsand Canyon thought we'd build a dynasty forever couldn't shake

He pulled her closer—strong arms enveloping her, holding her and he seemed to sense she wished no longer to discuss her insecurities. A shaky breath escaped her, and she remained tangled in him, ignoring the fight or flight instinct that threatened to pull at her mind. Reyson was safe.

Safe, she determined, knowing he was anything but. Her heart was falling hard and fast. And she was so very convinced it would be a terrible end.

“Good night, my soldier,” she murmured, the emotion of the words raw in her voice, unable to speak on it anymore. Hopefully, come the very break of dawn when they would unfurl from one another, she would have a more restful sleep from his warmth, and would feel emotionally capable, rather than the wreck she currently had succumbed to.