The Thief's Angel: a bad-boy, enemies-to-lovers medieval romance (The Highland Angels Book 3) by Lee Caroline

Author:Lee, Caroline [Lee, Caroline]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-02-20T16:00:00+00:00

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Cam wasn’t thinking straight.

That was why he got turned around on his way out of his mother’s chambers and was now silently cursing himself. But on the other hand, it wasn’t hard to understand why.

Red Comyn’s son.

All these years, and now he discovered he isn’t a Fraser at all. Not really. His father—the man who’d treated him like refuse and allowed even worse to befall him—wasn’t really his father.

‘Twould explain much, he supposed.

And honestly, after fifteen years away from his family, the sting of their betrayal hurt much less now than it did then. Nay, it was Rosa’s opinion which burned him now.

She thought ye a thief and a liar.

Why no’ a traitor as well?

He scrubbed his hand over his face and blew out a breath.

Regardless of what had just happened, he needed to put it behind him and figure out how to get out of here.

Nay! He needed to find Court. It had been his goal for a year now, and he was finally in the place to make it happen, and he had no idea where to find her.

Rosa did, but he’d just stormed off from her like a clot-heid, because his feelings had been hurt.

Ahead of him in the corridor, a door opened.

No matter where his mind was, fifteen years of instincts couldn’t be overridden. He flattened himself into a window nook before the person even stepped out of the chamber.

“Do ye think he’ll recover fully, Healer?” came the soft question.

“Aye, lass.” The healer sounded elderly. “The Fraser is a strong man. Ye saw how far he’s come in a fortnight? He’ll be hale and hearty by his wedding night, and I suspect that pretty betrothed of his is helping his recovery nicely.”

Their chuckles faded in the distance, and Cam exhaled.

The Fraser.

Lachlan.

His brother.

He was moving toward the room before he’d fully come to a decision. When he realized what he was doing, his hand was already on the latch.

‘Tis a day for revelations.

Taking a deep breath, he pushed open the door and slid inside the chamber before he could change his mind—or before anyone else could spot him in the corridor.

His brother’s back was to him, the bandages the healer must’ve just reapplied stark against his tanned skin. Cam heard him curse quietly as the shirt he was maneuvering over his head got hung up on those bandages. The fact Lachlan couldn’t lift his arm all the way didn’t help either.

Cam’s lips tugged upward. “Do ye need some help?”

His brother spun around, dropping halfway into a crouch to meet whatever danger he expected.

The fact that Lachlan looked even more ridiculous crouched there, with one arm tangled in the linen above his head and a scowl on his face, made Cam’s smile grow.

But as his brother slowly straightened, the surprise in his gray eyes turning to wariness, and Cam’s amused expression faded.

Lachlan’s lips parted, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

Cam’s heart began to pound in trepidation.

Would his brother accept him?

And

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