Page 12 of Hunted


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“I didn’t think dancing was a big thing for Kiljorns.”

“We dance to celebrate life, to celebrate victory in battle; we dance to mourn, and we dance when our hearts are full of joy.”

She couldn’t help but wonder how many women he danced with before, but this wasn’t the time to question him about it. He was leaving that very night. Every moment with him was precious. What if he didn’t come back?

Tera stopped dancing. She looked up into his striking dark eyes and surprised herself with what she said next. “Come back with me to my suite.”

“Are you sure? I do want to be alone with you, but we can talk, just talk. I appreciate any time I can have with you and I wasn’t expecting anything more than that.”

She placed her finger on his lips to stop him from talking. He was being honorable and super sweet. Her heart tightened, knowing she could fall for a guy like him. Maybe she already was. “Let’s go.”

They packed the basket up and left the gazebo, holding hands. Tera had had the best day so far—who knew how the night would end?

Neither of them realized that they were being watched.

*****

“The tracker met with a human female today.”

“What about?”

“I couldn’t get close enough to find out what they were saying, but it looked like they were...a couple. They shared a meal and held each other.”

“Interesting. She may know what TylOR and KadEN want this tracker for. We will need to see what we can pull from her.”

“I’ll get that information.”

“See that you do, and make sure that you’re discreet. We still need to keep our presence hidden.”