Highlander's Desire (The Matheson Brothers Book 1) by Joanne Wadsworth

Author:Joanne Wadsworth
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Joanne Wadsworth
Published: 2015-04-13T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Across the Highlands, a great distance from the ancient House of Clan Matheson, 1210.

For the past month, from the passing of the last full moon to the rise of tonight’s one, Ivan had ridden across the Highlands following the path his soul had led him on. Everything within him now sensed his mate. She was close and his desire to find her beat at him as the night sky above darkened to a midnight black.

Urging his destrier to a faster pace, he bolted along a grassy ridge bathed in the moon’s glow and through the darkened forest. He rode hard until he reached a clearing where a mystical stone circle appeared before him, a most magical and sacred place.

The massive slabs of stone shone a serene white, and there, standing in the center of a dozen tall pillars stood a young woman in a corseted cream gown, her pale hair curling in long golden locks down her back. The fine velvet of her gown hugged her trim waist with an entwining of gold and cream silk ribbons along the bodice.

He slowed his horse, pulled up and after dismounting, slung his reins over a low branch of one of the towering pines. The wind whistled around him, buffeting against his padded deerskin cotun and leather pants as he passed through the outer edge of the stone circle and stopped before her. He looked deep into her eyes and drank the sight of her in. “I cannae believe you’re here.”

“I’ve felt driven to come to this place this eve.” She smiled and tugged the edges of her cream fur cape tighter about her. “Three months past, a seer took refuge within our walls, a wise woman by the name of Nessa. She said this need that burned deep inside me would be because of you.”

“Nessa is my grandmother.” Three months past, Nessa had taken several guardsmen with her on a journey of spiritual enlightenment, or so she’d said. Now he knew what that journey had been all about, as well as the secretive smile upon her face when she’d returned. “What did Nessa say to you?”

“She spoke of Gilleoin, that his line is called ‘Son of the Bear’ and that he was the first man to draw claws and shift, a gift bestowed upon him by The Most High One. This she told me in great confidence, that you would come on this night and claim me as your mate. She assured me I would have naught to worry about, that we were destined for each other.”

“Aye, she spoke only the truth.” He bowed his head. “My name is Ivan and I’m the second-born son of Gilleoin from the House of Clan Matheson. My soul recognizes and longs for yours just as your soul longs for mine. May I have your name?”

“Lady Bethia, daughter to the Chief of Tainfield Castle. My clan have strong ties to the Royal House of Lorne from the Celtic Kings of Dalriada. Nessa informed me that Gilleoin’s lineage too stems from the same Royal House.

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