Emerald Prince by Brit Darby

Author:Brit Darby [Darby, Brit]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B006BKYXQK
Publisher: Brit Darby LLC
Published: 2011-11-20T14:00:00+00:00

LIAM KICKED OPEN THE door to the hut, startling the two people inside. The sight of Rosy cuddled in Torin’s arms sent his anger over the top. When the couple looked over in surprise, his eyes narrowed.

“Liam!” Rosy’s shock seemed genuine. “Liam, you’re alive.” Her face paled as she scrambled to her feet. It was obvious she had not expected him to return from the hostage exchange.

“You bastard,” Liam growled. Torin jumped up from the cot, unable to meet Liam’s accusing gaze. He shifted nervously, inching towards the door Liam blocked. “How much did de Lacy pay you to betray me?”

Rosy screeched and whirled on Torin. “You wanted Liam dead? Why?”

Hatred twisted Torin’s face. “Why?” he spat. “Because I’ll no’ play second fiddle to yer heart, Rosy MacNeal. As long as Liam lives, I know you’ll be pining for him, wishing it were him riding between yer thighs, no’ me.”

“Then no’ ransom after all,” she said, and pointed at a bag lying on the nearby table. “’Tis blood money. You lyin’ son o’ a slag!” Rosy slapped Torin hard across the face. Shaking with fury, she marched over and grabbed the bag, turned and threw it at Torin. The bag hit him square in the chest before it dropped and burst open, scattering coins onto the dirt floor. “You’ve sacrificed us all ’cause you feel less than a mon?”

Rosy turned on Liam next, her eyes snapping with equal fury for him. “And you,” she shrieked as she stabbed at the air to punctuate her words, “I s’pose you brought your Sassenach slut back with you.”

Liam ignored her, looking instead at the bright coins spilt before them. “Looks like you were paid well, Torin. I hope the sum was worth betraying your people.”

“Wolf Haven is safe,” Torin sneered. “De Lacy wanted only the woman. But he promised me you would die in the bargain. ’Twas good enough for me.”

“Well, O’Roark, as you see de Lacy failed. Are you man enough to do the job he could not?”

From the back of his trews, Torin drew a knife. “Aye. I reckon I am the man to send you to hell, Caomhánach.”

Quick as a cat, Liam whipped his own blade from his boot. He stared back at Torin with stony deliberation. Torin was stockier, rippling with muscle in fact, but he saw the sweat on his brow and the touch of fear in the blond man’s eyes.

Like a cornered cur, Torin growled and charged. He picked Liam up like a ragdoll and together they slammed back through the door and out into the gathering crowd. They landed hard on the ground. Torin straddled Liam, knocking both breath and blade from his opponent. Weaponless, Liam head-butted Torin, who howled and grabbed his broken nose, blood spewing from it. Liam seized the chance to buck him off.

Both men scrambled to their feet, circling each other warily. Torin still clutched the knife in his beefy fist, slashing the air. Crazed eyes rolled in his bloodied face, and his mouth curved in an ugly snarl.

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