Seduced By The Noble Highlander_A Steamy Scottish Medieval Historical Romance by Ann Marie Scott

Seduced By The Noble Highlander_A Steamy Scottish Medieval Historical Romance by Ann Marie Scott

Author:Ann Marie Scott [Scott, Ann Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-29T22:00:00+00:00


Isla followed Magnus out of the coach, hurrying toward the unconscious figure sprawled on the ground.

“Is she dead?” she asked anxiously, bending over the prone body of the woman.

Magnus felt her throat and shook his head. “No,” he replied grimly, “but she would have been if she had lain here much longer. I can see that she has at least one broken rib, and possibly a broken ankle.” He pointed to the bruises on her neck. “It looks as though someone tried to throttle her then left her for dead.”

Isla’s face was a mask of fury. “Whoever did this deserves a slow death himself!” Her voice was throbbing with fury as she stood up, then she ran back to the carriage to make room for Magnus and Crissy.

Her companion, Annie, was waiting for them, holding six-month-old baby Bonnie in her arms. “My goodness!” she cried, horrified. “The poor lassie!”

Magnus and Isla sat close together—Magnus cradling Crissy’s upper body in her arms while her legs rested on Isla’s lap. Isla and Annie could see the rage in his eyes that he was trying to suppress as he took in the eye that was swollen shut and the red marks of the blows she had received, which were even now turning into purple and blue bruises.

He stroked her hair gently and she gave a little sigh which Isla hoped meant that she liked it. Her eyelids flickered open for a few seconds then shut again, but they could see that the whites were red with blood.

“If she can remember what they looked like,” Magnus growled, “they are going to be admiring the walls of my dungeon for a very long time!”

“It might be just one man,” Isla pointed out.

Magnus nodded, his brows lowered so far down over his bright green eyes that they were almost black. “Then may God help him if I get hold of him!” His voice, always deep, was like the snarl of a jungle cat. Isla recognized that look and that voice. Magnus was on the warpath.



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