Crimson Petals of the Impaler : Book 2

Previously

…But the feeling persisted, a palpable presence that wrapped around her like a soft blanket. It was the same feeling she’d always known, the inexplicable sense of being utterly safe, utterly cherished, even when she was entirely alone. It was a feeling that had accompanied her through every scraped knee, every childhood fright, every moment of uncertainty. It was the feeling of being watched over, fiercely, tenderly, by a guardian she had never seen, a love that had somehow, inexplicably, bridged the chasm of centuries. The warmth intensified, a silent promise whispered on the breeze, a promise of unwavering protection, a gift from a past that continued to shape her present.