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was pleasantly surprised, and found herself looking at Camdyn in a new light. She’d figured him to be all brawn. And she’d assumed wrong.
    “Exactly!” Reaghan said with a laugh to Camdyn. “The ancient Celts worshiped the sun and the moon and the stars. Every layout of stones is in direct relation to one of the three. Once you know which it is, you can sometimes divine its secrets.”
    “Such as?” Saffron asked.
    Reaghan winked at Galen. “In this case, the entrance to the labyrinth where Laria awaits.”
    “What do we need to do?” Hayden asked.
    For the first time Reaghan’s smile slipped. She glanced at the sky and the clouds rolling in. “Once Orion’s Belt rises we wait for the moon. The light of a full moon will shine the way. This was meant to be done during the winter. At no other time does Orion’s Belt match up to these standing stones.”
    “It’s two days until the full moon,” Quinn said.
    Fallon pinched the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. “Reaghan, are you sure you can no’ find another way? I doona want to wait.”
    “I’m sorry. This was done with magic, Fallon. Magic and the reason why the stones were constructed. It’s meant to be difficult so not just anyone could find Laria. If it were summer we’d have to wait until winter. And the landscape has changed in fifteen hundred years. Most of the stones are gone.”
    “And if one is gone that we need?” Camdyn asked.
    Reaghan’s apprehensive face said it all.
    “We’ve got time right now,” Dani said. “Let’s look around.”
    Logan shook his head. “We’re too exposed. I doona like it.”
    “We have to look sometime,” Ian said. “I’d rather do it now than when Deirdre is attacking.”
    Fallon held up a hand for silence before he turned to Broc. “Is Deirdre still in Cairn Toul?”
    Broc closed his eyes, and a moment later they snapped open. “Nay. She’s headed north. Whether that means here or no’, I doona know.”
    “It’s no’ a chance I’m willing to take with Reaghan,” Galen said.
    “Back to the castle,” Fallon said.
    A thread of anxiety raced through the Druids, and Saffron couldn’t help but feel it as well. She found herself being moved toward Fallon by Camdyn.
    “No arguments,” Camdyn whispered.
    Once she was in the group, Saffron turned and looked back at Camdyn. He gave her a small nod, which was all she saw before she found herself back at MacLeod Castle.
    She waited to make sure everyone arrived safely home before she hurried to her room. She stripped out of her borrowed clothes and jacket and climbed into the shower.
    Being out and seeing had been wonderful, and she’d enjoyed her banter with Camdyn. Though she had never encountered Deirdre herself, she recognized that she was a formidable enemy.
    The fear that had spiked through her at the thought of Deirdre finding them reminded Saffron too much of Declan. It had left her cold all the way to her soul. A coldness she hadn’t expected to feel again.
    The fear that had taken hold of her had immobilized her. Thankfully Camdyn had been there to get her moving.
    Saffron stood under the hot water for a while before she found herself reaching for the shampoo bottle with her eyes closed.
    She snapped open her eyes and proceeded to wash her hair and body. It wasn’t until she stood outside the shower drying off that she saw the mirror hanging over the sink.
    Earlier she’d been too afraid to look in the mirror. But she would have to do so sooner or later. She’d forgotten what she looked like. Oh, she remembered that she had the same tawny eyes as her mother, but she had gotten her father’s thick walnut-colored hair.
    She wrapped the towel around herself and started for the mirror.
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    Camdyn knocked on Saffron’s door and it creaked open slightly since it hadn’t been latched. He grabbed the handle and opened it wider to call out to her when he saw her standing in the bathroom.
    The dark blue towel