Bride of Mist (The Warrior Daughters of Rivenloch, Book 3) by Glynnis Campbell

Bride of Mist (The Warrior Daughters of Rivenloch, Book 3) by Glynnis Campbell

Author:Glynnis Campbell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Glynnis Campbell
Published: 2021-07-17T16:00:00+00:00


Dougal saw her. All too well. And if she didn’t stop gazing up at him with those sultry silver eyes…cooing to him in those seductive, dulcet tones…tempting him with her strong, soft, lovely body…he’d never be able to achieve the detachment necessary to use her for leverage.

He shouldn’t have had that last cup of ale. He was having trouble averting his eyes from the beautiful lass before him. Hell, he’d had trouble releasing her shoulders. Her bare, warm, wet, slippery shoulders. And now, when he should be stepping away, returning to the fire, he couldn’t seem to get his feet to budge.

Still, he managed to snarl out a gruff lie. “Aye, I see ye. I see ye as a valuable hostage.”

But even as he said the hurtful words, he realized he didn’t see her that way at all. In fact, he doubted he had the heart to harm a single hair on the lass’s head.

She should have taken his words as he intended—as a dampening insult.

But somehow she twisted them into flattery. “You think I’m valuable?”

That he couldn’t lie about. “O’ course ye’re valuable. Ye’re a loyal clanswoman, a talented warrior, a beautiful lass…”

“Beautiful?”

She acted as if she’d never heard the word. Was that even possible?

He feasted his eyes on the breathtaking lass with eyes that gleamed like raindrops, a mouth to rival a rose, and a body that begged for a man’s touch. Whether it was her beauty or the ale that left him besotted, he blurted out the truth. “Ye’re the most beautiful lass I’ve e’er seen.”

For a moment, she seemed stunned. Then she murmured, “No one’s e’er called me that before. You really think I’m beautiful?”

He nodded. The beast inside his braies agreed. It roused at the sight of the lovely lass.

She lowered shy eyes and murmured, “’Tis what I thought of you as well.”

“That I was a beautiful lass?” he asked with a one-sided grin.

She grinned back and flicked water at him. “You were not at all what I expected.”

“What did ye expect?”

“A monster. A savage. But you weren’t. You aren’t.” Her eyelids lowered with badly disguised longing. “Your eyes are so kind. Your mouth is so sweet. You’re the most handsome man I’ve e’er seen.”

He frowned. That could hardly be true. The ale was making her wax poetic.

“The first time I saw you,” she continued, “sleeping there so peacefully, with the moon shining on your hair, your chest rising and falling with each breath, I knew.”

“Knew what?”

“I couldn’t kill you.”

He sighed. He felt the same way about her. For the last few days, he’d tried to convince himself that when it came to protecting his clan, he’d let nothing stand in the way. Not daunting odds. Not a warrior clan on his heels. And definitely not a wee Border lass. He wanted to believe he was capable of cold, calculating negotiations and merciless justice.

But gazing at the lovely, innocent, vulnerable maiden, bathing like an enticing Siren in the dangerous waters before him, he recognized it was all just an empty threat.



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