CHAPTER 51 Her Inner Turmoil

　　[Moyra’s POV]

　　‘Wait!’ I gasp, feeling myself being pulled back to reality. ‘We aren’t…’

　　‘We are,’ the voice counters, ‘now it is time for you to wake up.’

　　Gasping, I find myself being cuddled against a large frame that sends wave after wave of warmth through me.

　　Letting out a contented sigh, I cuddle closer.

　　"Are you awake?" Armon’s deep voice murmurs close to my ear. "Or are you going to pretend to still be out?"

　　"Don’t you already know the answer to that?" I ask, sitting up. "But why are we like this?"

　　Frowning, I find myself trying to remember exactly what happened before I woke up.

　　"You passed out after saving my men," Armon explains, causing memories of the avalanche and how I dipped into the deepest depths of my power. "I know I still owed you for saving my life back then, but now I owe you for saving all my men."

　　"It was nothing," I whisper, trying to fight the blush I was sure was spreading. "It was what anyone would do."