Winter's Warrior (The Wicked Winters Book 13) by Scarlett Scott

Author:Scarlett Scott [Scott, Scarlett]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Happily Ever After Books, LLC
Published: 2021-04-07T16:00:00+00:00

He was beginning to dislike Jasper Sutton.

He was also beginning to dislike the guards at The Sinner’s Palace, one of whom was currently planted before the door to Sutton’s office and pinning him with a stern glare.

“We need to speak with Miss Sutton’s brother,” he repeated. “Hell, not necessarily even this one. Any of them. Someone needs to know what happened tonight.”

The guard looked distinctly unimpressed. “What ’appened?”

He scowled. “That is none of your affair. Bloody hell, man, will Sutton not make time for his own sister?”

“Aye. When ’e finishes with the lady visitor.”

A growl tore from him, and the desire to ram his fist into someone’s nose, which had been simmering beneath the surface of his tensions from the moment he had seen that despicable lord with Caro in his lap, rose to a crescendo. “Do you mean to tell me Sutton is in there bedding a ladybird when his own sister was being abused in the public rooms?”

Caro laid a staying hand on his arm, but the fires of his fury had ignited once more.

The guard shrugged, giving him an insolent grin. “Not my concern what Sutton does in ’is office or who with.”

“We can return later,” Caro offered.

“No,” he countered, still eying the smirking guard. “We won’t. We will wait.”

The guard remained where he was, apparently finding the situation amusing. “As you like.”

“My brother is…” Caro paused as she sought the proper words. “He can become distracted by feminine companionship.”

He was not the only one suffering from such a malady. But he had a feeling his distraction was one hell of a lot more innocent than Jasper Sutton’s.

“He deserves a cuff to the head,” he told her, meaning every word and intending to deliver upon the threat, too. “On your behalf. He is meant to be protecting you, and he is not doing his duty.”

“Someone would have found me,” she said quietly, in the same tone of voice she had used when he had been an invalid, out of his mind with fever, and she had attempted to calm him.

Soothing, dulcet tones. They had lulled him into tranquility before, but he would not be swayed now. This was too damned important. She was too important.

“And what if no one had?” he demanded, outraged on her behalf. “What if I had not attempted to hear you sing? What if that bastard had hurt you, Caro? I’ll not stand by and allow this to happen to you again.”

A stern rap sounded from the inside of the door, followed by a series of knocks in an unusual pattern. The guard’s shoulders straightened. “Sutton’s finished ’is business now.”

Business? Is that what he called bedding women whilst his innocent sister was almost being defiled by vain, arrogant lordlings? More outrage surged, doubling the overwhelming quantity already within him.

He was seething with fury. Mayhap instead of a cuff to the ear, he would slam his fist into Sutton’s nose. There was no sound quite like that of a man’s beak breaking. He had broken a nose before.

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