“Let’s rest here,” Jasper says, slowing his horse near a group of dead trees.

Eliana sighs with relief as he slides down from their steed, her heart beginning to finally calm down.

He turns around reaching up to help her descend.

“I am able to get down on my own,” she murmurs, swinging her leg over the side.

Jasper is right behind her, though, his hands finding her sides to ease her movement.

Eliana gasps, a fire exploding in the pit of her ...