The McLeod's. Isn't that just a kick in the groin. "Any idea which McLeod she is related to? We have to find her, and throw her in the cells!" I was pissed off, to say the least. Why, why, why, can't our lives ever go smoothly? Why is it that those blessed by the Moon Goddess have to endure so much turmoil in their lives? I get the premesis that with great power comes great responsibility. But does all this bullcrap have to come with it? What is it? A package deal?
I looked up and caught the wry smiles on the faces of the four men. "What are you four smiling at?" I questioned in an irritated voice.
Gavin took my hand in his, rubbing his thumb over the back of my hand. "You were projecting your thoughts, my love."
"Oh, Goddess. Hopefully it was just to you four, and not everyone in the
