Domhnall's Honor: A Scottish Time Travel Romance (Highlander Fate, Lairds of the Isles Book 3) by Stella Knight

Author:Stella Knight [Knight, Stella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-08-09T16:00:00+00:00

When they both stilled, Domhnall remained inside her, his arms wrapped securely around her, as they both caught their breath. After a moment, he slid out of her, leaving her with an almost painful feeling of emptiness.

He reached for her, and Astrid burrowed herself into his arms, aching to still be near him. Domhnall smiled, reaching out to stroke her face.

“Ye’ve bewitched me, lass,” he murmured.

“Are you sure you’re not a witch? Because I think it's the other way around,” Astrid returned.

He let out a light chuckle before his smile faded, his hand dropping. “Ye told me ye’ve no husband. But . . . ye’re nae a virgin.”

There was no mistaking the jealousy in his voice. Astrid couldn’t help but smile; no other man could ever hold a candle to Domhnall.

“I’ve had a couple of boyfriends in my time,” she said. “But I didn’t want them nearly as much as I do you.” Nor did I have the depth of feelings I have for you, she added silently.

Domhnall’s scowl only deepened. Astrid chuckled, delighted at his possessiveness. “At least you didn’t have any former lover of mine taunt you,” she said, her smile fading and her own jealousy spiking as she thought of Moirna.

Domhnall’s scowl disappeared, his expression turning contrite. “I told ye she’s nothing compared tae ye,” he murmured. “My sea witch, ye enchant me in a way that no other lass has—or will.”

Or will. Her heart clenched at his words, a stark reminder that her time here with him was temporary, that she was falling for a man who lived centuries in time behind her. A sudden, sharp pain pierced her at the thought of returning to a time where Domhnall Flachnan didn’t exist.

“Astrid?” Domhnall asked, sitting up and frowning with concern at the change in her expression. “What is it?”

I’m falling for you, and I can’t bear thinking about living in a time where you don’t exist.

But she wasn’t going to tell him that. As far as he knew, she desired him and nothing more. She wasn’t going to complicate things further by confessing her growing feelings for him.

She took a breath, closing her eyes briefly to force the painful thought of Domhnall’s lack of existence in her time to the back of her mind. Despite her feelings, she needed to remember why she was here in the first place.

“What if I fail?” she whispered, deciding to focus on something else that worried her, something that had nothing to do with her feelings for him. “What if I don’t unite the witches and lairds, and history changes? What if the Norse return and this time they succeed?”

Domhnall’s face softened. “Before I became laird, I was terrified of failing in my duty tae the clan. When I told my father of my fears, he told me it was my fear which would ensure my failure.”

At Astrid’s look of confusion, he continued, “He was right. It was my fear that was leading me toward failure, making me focus on my self-doubt.

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