Wicked highlander ds 3, p.26

Wicked Highlander ds-3, page 26

 part  #3 of  Dark Sword Series

 

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  “I can speak to animals.”

  Lucan whistled. “When did that begin?”

  “While in Deirdre’s dungeon. I hated the rats. Once I figured out how to keep them away, they never bothered me again.”

  “Ah,” Lucan said. “You were the reason all those animals attacked Deirdre.”

  “God help any mortal man fool enough to try and take this castle from us,” Fallon said.

  Larena walked up and put her arms around Fallon. “Are you already plotting a war?”

  “They are never content, are they?” Cara said as she joined Lucan.

  Quinn smiled and took Marcail’s hand in his as he pulled her against his chest so he could wrap an arm around her. He glanced at the cuff around her upper arm with the wolf’s head on it, matching his torc and bonding them forever. “We’ll do whatever it takes to keep our women safe.”

  “I expect nothing less from a Warrior,” Marcail said before she rose up on her toes to kiss him.

  The hall erupted in cheers. Quinn laughed with Marcail. It was going to take some getting used to, having a life so full of love and happiness, but he was ready to find out.

  Isla stumbled in the snow and fell to her knees. She had gotten turned around as she tried to walk down the mountain, and now she feared she would never leave it.

  Her fingers were frozen and she could no longer feel her feet, which was why she kept tripping over things. Snow had begun to fall, hampering her vision, but then again, on Cairn Toul, there was always snow.

  She pushed off the snow and saw the blood where her hand had been. She needed to see to her wounds soon. Already she had lost so much blood. Anyone looking for her simply had to follow the blood to find her.

  A tear fell from her eyes. She wiped it away and tried to push Grania from her mind. It had been an accident killing her niece, but the pain of what she had done would haunt her forever.

  If Deirdre didn’t find her first.

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