A Hellish Highlander (Clan Ross Book 3) by McQueen Hildie

Author:McQueen, Hildie [McQueen, Hildie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: English Romance, Georgian Romance, Historical Romance, Hildie McQueen, Regency Romance
Publisher: Dragonblade Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2020-04-22T16:00:00+00:00

As the sun lowered, Gisela ambled to the herb shed. She’d tied herbs in bundles and now would hang them up to dry. Only Ceilidh remained outside. Elspeth had gone to see about last meal and Merida had left with Tristan, who’d come to collect her.

Ceilidh talked nonstop about her betrothed, which lightened Gisela’s heart. When the one-armed warrior had come to the gate, the woman had practically floated to greet him. They’d exchanged a few words and he’d given her a quick kiss before Ceilidh had remembered Gisela.

“Ian, this is Gisela. Perhaps ye have met.”

The handsome warrior looked to her and nodded. “I saw ye at Munro Keep, did I not?”

“Aye,” Gisela nodded smiling.

Once he left, promising to sit with Ceilidh at last meal, the woman began talking again about their wedding plans.

“Ye are invited, of course. It will be at my village, Kildonan.”

“Thank ye, but I doubt I will be here that long.”

“Where do ye think to be?” Kieran asked, walking through the open gate. His gaze clashed with hers. By the deep scowl, he was furious.

Ceilidh darted away and into the kitchen, leaving her alone. Obviously, everyone was terrified of the man.

“Home, of course.” Gisela hitched her chin.

“Then why are ye here?”

She blew out a breath. “Because everyone is bent on marrying me off. Ye were there, do ye not remember? Once ye left, I was forced to come here.”

Eyes narrowed, he seemed to ponder over her words. “Ye could have escaped. Did ye even try?”

Despite the fact she’d not planned to marry him, the fact he was not willing to even consider it hurt. She did her best to blink back tears and ignore the tightening in her chest. “Can ye order guards to take me home? I do not wish to remain anywhere near yer presence.”

She attempted to go around him, but he took her arm. “Where are ye going?”

“Away from ye.” Horror filled Gisela when tears trickled down her cheeks. “I am tired of having to fight for my independence. Everyone thinks they have power over me. Why can I not be left alone to do as I please, live as I wish?”

She took a shaky breath. “I do wish to marry one day, to a men who cares for me. A man of honor.”

His face turned to stone. “I see.”

Her shoulders slumped. “Please…take me…home.” Gisela hiccupped through the sentence. “I just wish to be…home.” It was as if a wave hit her, making it impossible to fight the tide. Gisela began to sob.

And the most unexpected thing happened. Kieran pulled her against him and held her as she wept into his tunic.

She didn’t move away from him because, for the first time, there was only protection and security. Not since her father had it felt that the man who held her would ensure no harm would come to her. If only he would never let go.

“I am so scared,” she finally admitted. “What will happen to me?”

Kieran’s chest rose and lowered. “I do not know.

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