Cyprus woke the next evening. Last night was still warm in his mind; the memory of her and him, of everything he had ever wanted.

Finally. Finally, she'd acknowledged what hung between them, the attraction, the feelings, all of it. And nownow what? Wolfe would be angry, of course. He'd see to it that they were both expelled from the Sodalitas, but so what? Cyprus had longed to be a guard so others would fear him, to make up for the years he'd tolerated so much from his ...