Shaw (Immortal Highlander Clan MacMar Book 4): A Scottish Time Travel Romance by Hazel Hunter

Author:Hazel Hunter [Hunter, Hazel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-08-06T00:00:00+00:00

Nyall sent a guard to the tide pools with a message for Caroline, summoning her to the stronghold to meet with Valerie before the morning meal. Since the laird’s wife rarely asked for her, she grudgingly stopped her gathering. Once inside the stronghold she stopped by the kitchens long enough to hand off what oysters and urchins she’d already collected for the cook.

“Och, if only you’d no’ wed the captain,” Brochan said, sighing with delight as he inspected her haul. “I’d whisk you off your feet in a blink, my lass.”

“Pay me in flour, don’t regale me with your lustful regrets,” Caroline advised him drily, and then thought of something. “Have you met Julianne yet?”

“Mistress Scott? Aye. She hardly spared me a glance.” He scowled. “She’s every man’s dream wife, yet no one may challenge the chieftain his first claim. I expect I’ll dance at their wedding before summer’s end.”

That surprised her. “You think Shaw’s going to marry her that fast? Why?”

“He yet follows the lady everywhere she goes,” Brochan said, sounding depressed now. “Never he’s shown so much attention to any mortal female he’s pursued.” He leaned closer and lowered his voice to a murmur. “Except when he wished hunt and kill you. ’Tis as that, only happier. And grandly lustful.”

The cook’s observations stayed with her as she went to find the laird’s wife, whom a maid said had gone upstairs to be fitted for a new gown.

“This doesn’t look promising,” Caroline said as she joined Valerie and Lark in the seamstress’s work room, where no fitting appeared to be taking place. “Let me guess: to keep the locals happy I have to start wearing floor-length dresses and cover my hair all day. If that’s the case, I think my islet is going nudist twenty-four-seven.”

“You can keep cross-dressing and flaunting,” Valerie said, glancing at Lark, who was winding some thread around a carved wooden bobbin as if her life depended on it. “We need to have a talk about Julianne while Connal and Nyall are distracted by the mist barrier problem.”

In some ways that seemed worse than a new dress code. “Why are you worried about Shaw’s goddess? She’s genuinely nice, and I’m pretty sure she’s keeping your brother-in-law from turning into a walking tsunami of killer black goop. I’ve told that to my husband, too, by the way.”

“Julianne is nice, and I appreciate how she’s keeping Shaw from melting down.” The laird’s wife held up her hand and wriggled her fingertips. “It’s just that I can’t read her mind. I’ve tried to, several times since she arrived on the island, with no success. I was worried we might have another Kai situation, so I asked Lark to try using her boon on her.”

“It was a no-go for me, too.” The seamstress grimaced. “When I tried to lift her chair a little during the morning meal she stayed put. I nearly dumped a pitcher of cider in Valerie’s lap, though.”

“Interesting that you thought you should try. We agreed me using my boon was a very bad idea, given that the time freeze doubles every time I do.

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