Beowulf's Claim (Viking Warriors Book 3) by Jessica Knight

Author:Jessica Knight [Knight, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Viking Warrior Romance, Ancient Civilizations, Historical English-Irish Romance, Historical Romance, Women's Fiction, Regency & Victorian Era, 15th Century, Forever Love, Medieval & Ancient World, Thrillers & Suspense, Mystery & Intrigue, Protection & Safety, Action & Adventure, Dangerous & Deadly, Romantic Suspense, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Rough & Tumble, Fantasy, Lifetime Love, Romantic Schemes, Mysterious Dark Ages, Beautiful & Feisty, Viking Warriors Series
Publisher: Jessica Knight
Published: 2019-11-12T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Lilith

“Someone is happy,” Lady Sassa teases me.

I push a piece of hair out of my face, my cheeks blushing when I think of the reason why I’m so happy. Beowulf took me roughly behind a large tree. I have scratches on my arse cheeks to prove it. It was so good, though. So primal.

He saw me in the dress he bought me when he was coming out of the castle and pulled me into the forest. We didn’t even get undressed. He slid my knickers down and pulled his cock free, bringing me to orgasm quicker than I could say his name.

“How can I not be? I have a good man and my memories back. It’s reason enough to be happy,” I let out a wistful sigh, thankful I no longer have the space in my mind. It was so frightening. Everything was new to me, feelings, smells, touch. It was an overload. I had to learn how to live all over again, and it was maddening. I’m so glad just a kiss from the man I love awakened my memories from the deep sleep they conjured themselves in.

“You have your memories back!” she squeaks, dropping the basket on the ground and running over to me. “Oh my goddess! Tell me everything. How? When did it happen?”

“When did what happen?” Lady Thyra strolls through the lavender field, pushing the long stalks out of the way.

Lady Sassa takes a step away from me and gives me a small smile. It tells me she didn’t know her friend would show up, and it’s fine. I believe Lady Thyra, and I’m not going to keep her at arm’s length because of my fear.

“I have my memories back,” I tell both of them with a large grin. “I kissed Beowulf when he came back from… burying his brother. Everything rushed forward. It was like a flash of everything I’ve ever seen. And everything about him, about how I felt for him, rushed into my heart and restarted it again. Oh, it was like I wasn’t alive before.” I give a dreamlike sigh and grab a handful of lavender, bringing it to my nose to smell.

“I’m so happy for you.” Lady Thyra smiles.

“Thank you. And I’m sorry. I don’t think you’re your mother. I want you to know that. When I saw your eyes, only memories of her came flooding back. It frightened me. She is terrible. I shouldn’t have painted you with the same brush.”

“Thank you.” Her voice breaks as she runs to me and embraces me in a hug. “Thank you so much. I don’t blame you. I understood. It was hard, but I understood. Oh, we must plan a wedding! I’m only assuming you and Beowulf shall be married soon? I say soon because the way he looks at you could start fires.” She nudges me with her elbow, another teasing gesture.

The small movement reminds me I’m living a good life now. I’m out of the nightmare. I blush when I think about the heated words he whispered into my ear as we made love the other night.

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