Beauty was gone again by the time Logan woke. It was still early morning, judging by the weak rays of light spilling through the ceiling crack. She could not have been gone for long. He could still see the shape of her body where she had been lying on the moss. Hunting , he assumed. Or just avoiding me. On the other side of the now cold, dead fire, Karen still lay in an uneasy
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