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Chapter Eleven

Liv felt a warmth, like an all over blush, spread from her toes to her hairline as her eyes remained locked on the giant man's fervent gaze. What is wrong with me? This is all insane. With effort, she tore her eyes away from Brodi and glanced at the other worried faces surrounding her.

"I'm so sorry," she stated, unhappy that her voice still sounded tremulous. These people probably thought she was some wilting flower of a city girl. "Really, I'm not normally like this. I don't know why I seem to have difficulty staying on my feet today." She tried to smile and throw her legs over the side of the bed to prove she was okay but tilted to the right.

Kelda's hand again went to her shoulder to steady her. "You should rest for a while min lille ylgr (my little wolf)," Kelda told her. "It is likely the altitude. You have not had time to accustom yourself yet. It is not so unusual. You will come home with us, and I will give you some tea. It will help."

Liv started to protest, but the woman
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