Kara squeezed around, taking care not to graze herself against the rough stone wall. Below her the water lapped. He was usually more alert than this, but now there was peace, there wasn't the same need to be on guard—his men certainly weren't. No. They were singing and dancing back at Meg's as well as outside, on the beach. Talk about taking their guards down. Not one of them had even seen her slip in here.

As for the Wolf? He probably thought wild horses wouldn't drag her ...