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National Library of Canada Cataloguing in Publication

Kelly, Isabo, 1971-

Destiny's seduction [computer file] / Isabo Kelly.

ISBN 1-55316-119-X

I. Title.

PS3611.E45D48 2003 813'.6 C2003-907391-2



Prologue
Morning sun sneaked in past the curtains, collecting in a thin line across the wood floor of the bedroom.
Catarin watched the line slowly form, watched the new day being born and was overwhelmed by a sense
of impending disaster. Her eyes felt heavy and swollen from lack of sleep, and the beginnings of a
headache pricked at her temples.

Today of all days she should have been well rested, but knowing she needed to sleep hadn't helped shut
her eyes during the long night.

She felt Owen's movements just before his arm fell across her waist. "Morning, sweetheart," he
murmured in her ear, pulling her back against his chest. She squeezed the arm around her waist in
wordless greeting. Her silence was all he needed to know that something was wrong. "You didn't sleep,
did you?"

With a sigh, Catarin rolled over to face him. He was propped up on one elbow, his other hand still
resting warmly on her waist. She looked for a long time into his brilliantly blue eyes, studied the sweep of
his white-blond hair against the long handsome lines of his face. Her sense of foreboding intensified.