Angela Ward shivered and rubbed her arms, the rain bombarding the glass matching her tumultuous mood. Yet the unnerving tempest raging outside was mild compared to her internal turmoil—she'd almost lost her life—and Damon. Those two harsh realities contributed to her belief that through their struggles they'd earned a deep, durable love, and a safe world. Believing in their future to the depths of her soul, she'd let her gorgeous, and still mysterious lover persuade her to run away to Las Vegas. Now, with the gynecologist's report in her trembling hands, she felt a shiver of foreboding and wondered if the curse was really over...