Inside the great room of her sisters' home, Kaida slumped in her chair, exhausted. As in, her bones were melting and her muscles cried uncle.

What a night. Her clothes were still damp from the meeting in the clearing because she'd conjured rain and the man she'd met in dreams sat on the plush brown leather sofa to her left, rubbing the mark on his wrist with a tissue for all he was worth.

Utter insanity.

Lord. She'd fainted. Actually fainted like a southern ...