Kidnapped by the Highland Rogue by Terri Brisbin

Author:Terri Brisbin
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Highland
Published: 2016-10-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

She fell at his command, but Niall felt her cheek under his hand. She’d not been fast enough to escape his blow completely. With a hand held against her face, she stared up in fear at him.

‘Aye, he knows,’ she said. ‘We lived here for months.’

‘Will he come here a-looking for ye?’ he called out again, kicking several items across the cave as he did. ‘Ye wi’ tell me what I want to ken!’

‘Aye, he will come. He will bring his warriors to find me!’ she cried out.

The lass scrambled on hands and knees now out of his way, gathering up the length of her gown so she could move faster. He followed and reached down for her, grabbing the back of her gown and her braid in one hand. ‘Beg for mercy,’ he whispered.

‘I pray you, mercy! Mercy!’ She cowered under his anger. Exactly what he needed.

‘Who are ye to him?’ he shouted now, as he tugged on the buckle of his belt and loosened it. She screamed in true terror now, fighting her way free and crawling as far from him as she could. Niall stalked her across the stone chamber until he stood over her. ‘I asked ye, who are ye to the mighty Mackintosh?’ He took the buckle of the belt and the end together in one fist.

‘What are ye to him?’ he yelled at her as he slammed the belt down on the sacks lying there.

She cried out, raising her hands and arms before her to shield herself from the coming strike of the belt, never realising she was not his target. Fear was in control now so he gave her the word he needed her to say.

‘His ward? His bloody ward?’

‘Aye!’ she screamed, tucking her head down behind her arms. ‘His ward.’

At this point, she would say whatever he wanted. Before he could ask anything else, Anndra’s deep voice echoed in from outside.

‘Iain Dubh,’ he said. ‘Come out here now and leave the lass be.’

So, he or they could kidnap her, have their way with her but they objected to him using his hands or belts on her? He wanted to laugh at the absurdity of it as he walked to the opening.

‘Ye wi’ stay there until I come back,’ he said so they could hear. ‘I amna done wi’ ye, lass.’

He kept the belt around his fist for good measure and walked out to talk to them. Primed as a pump and ready, they were, from the looks on their faces. Niall nearly burst out laughing at their expressions, but he held his merriment in check for now.

Every one of these men would kill anyone of their choosing if they needed or wanted to. They would lie, cheat and steal to get their way—and they had. For the last several months. With him. Now, their scruples were being raised for the lass. Good. This might work for all of them.

‘’Tis what I feared,’ he said, dropping his leather-wrapped fist to his side. ‘This was the Mackintosh’s camp back when he fought his cousin.

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