Honor Bound (The Failtche Warring Women Book 1) by Deea Logan

Author:Deea Logan [Logan, Deea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-09-30T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

He was roused from his bed in the early hours of the morning to find Inspector Matt Warner on the phone in the main room of the house; the home only consisted of five rooms and a loft. Wynn slept in one, her daughter in the second and the third was full of bunks for when visitors came; he suspected it was usually warriors from the clans. He slept in the bunk room while Warner had been given the privacy of the loft.

Ross heard some of the conversation, and he caught a name he’d heard around here; he saw the two warriors standing in their doorways. After a few moments the woman slipped away, pulling the heavy fabric of her plaid around her, and fastening the broad leather straps before stepping out.

The cop looked uncomfortably between him and the young warrior once he hung up. The girl slipped back into her room, and he felt a protectiveness surging within him, he’d come North for his own reasons; but the cop had others. And Ross didn’t know what those reasons were. Wynn was a seasoned warrior, the girl was young; she’d sworn maybe a year or two ago, he wouldn’t watch her be manipulated by a cop from Scotland.

“What was that?”

“A case I was working on before all of this; there has been a development. A mate thought to keep me informed.” The cop muttered uncomfortably.

“The Dreseden case?” He asked.

“No, I worked in another precinct until a few months ago. I worked narcotics...” The man admitted but broke off as Wynn entered the room again; the warrior’s demeanor had changed.

She knocked roughly on her daughter’s door and stepped into her own room; remerging as she fixed the castalan on her back. The castalan held her heavy weapons and once it was fitted, she tossed the flap of her plaid over her back.

“I’m sailing North to meet the laird, she’s just beyond the mists; they had an incident with the guarda tonight.” The warrior’s voice revealed she had an opinion on that, and a bell rang once, somewhere outside.

He didn’t need to be instructed to follow her, nor did the Inspector, they fell in as the only two men in the group of women who flowed towards the dock. Ross barely remembered the warring galleys the failtche sailed upon, he didn’t know how many it took to crew one, or the skiffs that would sail with it. He remembered that there had been skeleton crews that lived on the docks in the clanlands, the men and women of Maedoc’s port kept the fleet ready.

But this crew moved easily, from the moment they stepped on board, some easily climbed the masts to handles the sails as others turned to ropes and more were ferried out by skiff. It did not take long for the vessel to get under way and Ross could not deny feeling a slight thrill as the ship cut through the waves. This was going to be a much easier journey than the skiff.

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