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“I need a healer. One who can help me and who will keep my secret.”

Her eyes fixed on the warrior.

Storm swallowed and looked at his face. Handsome, hopeful. There was a crease between his dark brows and his full mouth pursed as he stood for her scrutiny.

He looked like many warriors, but somehow he was different because of the way she felt when she looked at him. And there was something else—an important difference between this man and all other men. He knew she was the daughter of Heyokha and a medicine woman and still he wanted her. Not for herself but for what she might do.

Night Storm did not see her as dangerous. Or if he did he was willing to take the risk.