Eagle watched as Jaira accompanied her sister to the chief's longhouse. His eyes skimmed over Dark Star. She was slender and tall, carrying herself with confidence, her posture perfect. A hand resting protectively over her round stomach, she didn't resemble her sister much at all.

Jaira seemed to notice his presence, stopping abruptly, and turning in his direction. Her face paled as she looked into his eyes before hanging her head.

A muscle worked in Eagle's jaw as ...