WolfeBlade: de Wolfe Pack Generations by Kathryn Le Veque

Author:Kathryn Le Veque [Le Veque, Kathryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Medieval, romance
Publisher: Dragonblade Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2021-02-25T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Gavriella had to admit that she’d never seen anyone eat so much in her life.

They were back at The Fox and The Wolf, the inn they’d visited not twelve hours earlier. But this time, it was to eat. Again. Andreas had his beloved beef roast, cooked in red wine and garlic and cloves, and he’d had a goodly portion of it. Along with the roast, he had stuffed eggs, spinach and cabbage, carrots cooked in sweet vinegar, and all the bread he could eat.

He was in heaven.

For as much as the man ate, Gavriella couldn’t see an ounce of fat on him. He was quite large, and very strong, but it was all muscle. She’d found that out when he had carried her out of danger, running what had to be at least a mile or more with her slung over his shoulder. It took a strong man to do that.

More and more, she was coming to see just what an exceptional man he was.

In fact, the entire adventure to Southwark has been an eye-opening experience for her. In the deliciously languid moments when all they’d done was talk, with no pressure, no expectations, she had come to see a man of exceptional intelligence and exceptional humor. He was exacting, a bit of a perfectionist, and very smart. He was also a little rigid, quite arrogant, and supremely confident. She had seen that side of him and it amused her greatly, but the side of him she liked best was the compassionate and caring side.

That was the side that was drawing her to him more and more.

She kept going back to those moments when she realized that she wasn’t worthy of him, knowing that she couldn’t let this acquaintance go any further than it already had. Although Gavriella did not know much more about Andreas than his name, she instinctively knew that he was from a very fine family and there were several in the north where she was from. She knew he was from Northumberland, just as she was, but as she’d said to him, Northumberland was a large province. There were several great families and innumerable warlords. It was quite possible he was one of those warlords, one of the many who battled against the Scots or fought for the king’s army.

All she knew was that the man had a stamp of greatness about him.

It would have been so easy to pretend there was some manner of future between them. It would have been so easy to daydream that he was her husband, her handsome and powerful husband, and she was a wife worth having. She was coming to think that her father sending her to London had been a good thing because, here in London, she had no past and people didn’t know about the shames she had suffered. Essentially, she had a clean slate but, most importantly, Andreas didn’t know of her past and she could pretend that there was a future with him.

And that a man like Andreas was within her reach.

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