Frontier Highlander Vow of Love (American Wilderness Series Romance Book 4) by Dorothy Wiley

Author:Dorothy Wiley [Wiley, Dorothy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-05-25T04:00:00+00:00

The sound of loud voices coming from inside the cabin woke Artis. She was groggy and hurting. Where was she? Then she remembered. The man who had chased them had shot her. She put her hand to her wet side. The bleeding seemed to have stopped or slowed. Why was she still in the wagon? Where was Kelly? She heard more shouting coming from inside. It was Kelly’s voice, and then a man’s. The man’s voice sounded familiar. And angry.

She tried to remember where she’d heard it before.

Oh, God.

She stiffened at the horrible realization. It couldn’t be. He had to be back in Scotland. How could he have found her here? Maybe the loss of blood was making her delirious. She did feel woozy and dizzy. Then she heard the voice again and was certain it was him.

Fear overflowed from her heart, spilling into her entire body. She gritted her teeth against the hurt in her side and the greater pain in her heart. He would kill her. He’d promised to make her pay for spurning him. Wasn’t her mother’s life enough?

Sobbing, she realized she had to hide. She wasn’t strong enough to fight him now. She had to get away before Steller came out. She wanted to live for Bear.

She rallied what little strength she had and crawled toward the back of the wagon. She knew she was ruining the beautiful dress Kelly had given her. The dress she’d worn when she said her vows to Bear. At least they had pledged to be married. Now, she would never be able to marry Bear under the stars on their land, as she so desperately wanted. Tears flowed from her eyes, at much from that realization as the terrible pain in her side.

She reached the end of the wagon bed and let her legs fall off first. She was able to support herself enough to keep from falling entirely, but she could not stand up straight. The dizziness was overwhelming. Bent over, and clutching her wound, she limped toward the smokehouse. She would hide there. The small fire within would help to keep her warm. She was so cold, so dreadfully cold.

Was she leaving a trail that would lead him straight to her? She glanced behind her. The full skirts and long petticoats of the fancy gown were erasing her tracks.

Still clutching her side, she stumbled a few more feet. Sweat broke out on her forehead and her head began to spin. She forced herself to take the next step and then the next. She was almost there. The dizziness grew worse and threatened to make her swoon. She took a deep breath and blew it out slowly. She leaned against the smokehouse door, taking a moment to steady her quivering nerves. She lifted the latch and used the door to support herself as she stepped in and then pulled the door closed behind her.

She coughed a time or two, causing an agonizing stinging to rip through her side. She closed her eyes and waited for a little strength to return before taking a step.

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