The Highlander's Iron Will by Amy Jarecki

Author:Amy Jarecki
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Highland
Published: 2017-09-17T18:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Kier cradled Skye while she nestled into his chest. His eyelids grew heavy and he reclined against the wall as he watched her sleep. Her face was so smooth and pure, he imagined angels looked like her. His chest swelled with the myriad of emotions thrumming with his every breath. Though he was a lieutenant and second in charge, Glenlyon still hadn’t informed them of their purpose. Aye, they were awaiting Colonel Hill’s orders, but surely the captain had an idea of their next move.

With dozens of clans yet to sign the oath of fealty to King William, it was reasonable that troops would be stationed along the western shore of the Highlands where the unruliest clans lived. Clans like the Camerons, the MacDonells, the MacDonalds and the most notorious of all, the MacIains. Indeed, Kier had firsthand experience with the latter. Clan Iain Abrach was the most flagrant, riotous mob of thieves in all of Scotland.

And there he sat with one of their daughters in his arms and he was completely smitten. It had been all he could do just to kiss the lass and restrain his hot Campbell urges. Och aye, Campbells were not entirely the righteous, honorable noblemen they purported themselves to be. They, too, lived by a code of an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. When the MacIains raided, Campbells repaid in kind…though they twisted the law to their side and undertook every underhanded action to ensure they gained power with the incumbent monarch. They were as much whores to the realm as MacIains were pirates.

A loud snore rumbling from the box bed snapped Kier from his thoughts. He smoothed his palm over Skye’s silken tresses and kissed her temple. If only he weren’t in the army, he might take the lass and sail away to the Americas and find a home where birthright didn’t matter.

But soon the cottage would stir and if Skye’s parents found the lass asleep in Kier’s arms there’d be hell to pay. “Skye,” he whispered.

She didn’t move. Just continued to slumber like an angel.

Kier looked to the bed. If he carried her across the floor and hoisted her to the top, he’d run a great risk of waking Jimmy and Sineag. On the opposite wall, Tommy appeared to be cozy enough on his pallet, and it would be like Skye to slip down and tend her brother in the night. Making his decision, Kier gathered the lass in his arms and carried her over to the boy. Gently he rested her on her side and kissed her again. Then he took his tartan blanket and draped it over her.

After he slipped back to his own pallet, Kier rested, content he’d done the right thing.

But his contentment was short lived.

It seemed like he’d been asleep for two minutes when a great deal of shouting tore him from a pleasant dream. In the blink of an eye, Kier hopped to his feet, facing the ire of Mistress Sineag and the woman’s bright red face.

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