The Dreamer (Highland Heroes Book 4) by Maeve Greyson

Author:Maeve Greyson [Greyson, Maeve]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Romance, Historical, Fiction
Publisher: Dragonblade Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2020-08-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

My sons. Gretna ran for the door. Ian caught her by the arm and yanked her back. She struggled against his hold, yelling out her fears, “Let me go! I have to get to the boys!”

“Stay here,” he ordered in a loud but calm tone. “I will find them and bring them to ye.” He held her in place, watching her. Damn him. He knew her too well, knew as soon as he let her go, she’d run.

Sutherland and Magnus charged out the door, Father William on their heels.

Alexander raced past them with his sword drawn. He paused at the door and motioned toward the bedchamber. “Stay with Catriona and the babe. Please, Gretna, I beg ye.”

“Both of ye stay with her,” Graham said. He cupped Mercy’s face. “Dinna worry. I’ll bring the bairns to ye. Please, just stay here, aye?”

Mercy gave a quick nod. “Be safe, my love.”

If Mercy stayed here, she could keep Catriona and the babe company. Gretna could see to her sons. As she edged toward the door and opened her mouth to offer this reasoning, Ian took hold of her other arm, too. “Nay, my stubborn love. I know damn good and well what ye’re thinking. I need ye to stay here. I swear I will find them. They’re my sons now, too, understand?”

He leaned in, forcing her to look him in the eyes. “I will find them,” he repeated. He glared at her with bared teeth and nostrils flaring, then gave her a gentle shake to drive his words home. “Heed me, wife! For all our sakes, heed me!”

It took all her strength to force a nod and actually mean it. “Hurry.” She shoved him away, then grabbed hold of his waistcoat and yanked him back for a kiss as harsh and hard as a slap. “But dinna ye dare get hurt,” she warned as she pushed him away again. “If ye do, I’ll force the vilest tonics I know down yer throat.”

“Aye, m’lady,” he promised with a grim smile. Before he closed the door behind him, he gave a warning tilt of his head. “Barricade it, ye ken? Open it for no one unless ye know them and trust them.”

Gretna nodded, pushing against the door and dropping the bar across it before it clicked fully shut.

Ian’s steps faded away. Faint shouts and an acrid scent of burnt gunpowder and smoke filtered in from elsewhere in the keep. What in God’s name had happened? Her ache to rush out the door and find her babies raged fierce and strong. She pounded her fist against the wood. Not knowing ate away at her.

“Gretna?” Catriona’s call from the bedchamber broke through her torment.

After stuffing a rolled tapestry against the bottom of the door to block any smoke, Gretna hurried to her. “I’m here.”

Mercy sitting at her side, Catriona had curled against the head of the bed, clutching her sleeping baby close. “Thank ye for staying. I know the need to see to the children, but Alexander swore he’d have them all brought to us here.

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