Lord Grim's Witch (a medieval romance novelette) by Delilah Devlin

Author:Delilah Devlin [Delilah Devlin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-09-06T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

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Geoffrey awoke to pounding on his door.

Beneath him, Gisele stirred and murmured a protest. She’d slept as soundly as he had despite the fact his weight pressed her deep into the mattress.

Groaning for the loss of the sweet warmth gloving his sex, he withdrew slowly, lowering her legs to the bed. He wondered how many times he might have taken her this night if they hadn’t been interrupted. Even after the third time, he’d thought perhaps he’d had his fill, but his cock rose again.

She roused, sleepily blinking her remarkable green eyes. “Someone’s at the door? Can you not send them away?”

A smile curved his lips. She didn’t want to leave his bed any more than he did. “I must see what is the matter.”

He rose from the bed, tossed the coverlet over her nude body, and stomped toward the door, flinging it open.

The steward stood outside, his expression far from apologetic for his interruption. He looked frightened.

Instantly alert, Geoffrey straightened. “What is it? What has happened?”

“Come to courtyard, milord,” his steward said, wringing his hands. “The sheriff needs you.”

Geoffrey nodded and turned to quickly gather his clothing from the floor.

“Lord Grim, what is it?” Gisele asked, sitting up while she held the coverlet securely over her breasts.

“Stay abed. I’ll be back.”

Once the straps of his boots were secure, he hurried from the room, following closely on the heels of the steward. A crowd of people hovered in the hall, their hushed whispers filling him with dread. On the steps of the keep, his gaze swept over the men standing beside their horses and a cart draped with a blanket.

Tibor straightened as he drew near. “Milord, send the rest of them inside.”

Geoffrey didn’t question the quietly issued command. His friend’s granite expression warned him whatever was in the cart needed the utmost discretion. Glancing over his shoulder, he pinned the steward with a hard glare. “Get everyone inside. Now.”

Within moments, only the men who’d accompanied Tibor on his patrol remained. A cloud passed before the full moon that had illuminated the courtyard, darkening Tibor’s expression and casting shadows over the cart. Tibor stood so still, cold dread began to settle in his bones. “So tell me. How did your hunting go?”

“It was as we suspected, Geoff,” Tibor said, his voice even, He flipped back the blanket to reveal the nude body of a man, an arrow piercing his side.

Geoffrey drew a deep breath. “The wolf?”

Tibor nodded. “We set the trap using a few of the witch’s sheep. We kept watch from her hut. When they began to bleat, we crept outside and lay in wait for him to appear. He was a fearsome creature, walking on two legs, but his head was that of a wolf and his body was covered in fur.

“I crept closer with my bow and a quiver full of silver-tipped arrows, just as you recommended. When he drew close to the pen, he scented the air. He spotted me and charged. I let loose an arrow just as he leapt for my throat.

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