Fated to the Orc (Orc Guardian Brides Book 3) by Sue Mercury & Sue Lyndon

Author:Sue Mercury & Sue Lyndon [Mercury, Sue & Lyndon, Sue]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sue Lyndon
Published: 2022-03-28T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 15

Lorna

Was it possible to perish from sexual frustration?

Four days had passed since Magnus had saved/captured me. I kept trying (but failing miserably) to hold him at a distance. I also kept trying to dissuade him from believing I was his fated mate.

But then he would pull me close and kiss my forehead and I would melt. Or he would place his lips at my ear and growl like a wolf. Sometimes he would hold my hand and gaze into my eyes with such profound affection that I would be overcome with emotion.

He’d even insisted on buying me a brand-new and very expensive outfit in the first village we came to, clothing that was easier to move in than the threadbare layers of my previous attire. An outfit that was also warm and waterproof.

Before I’d left Yorkstown, I’d splurged on a knife and high-quality boots, but I’d hesitated to buy myself new clothing. I’d wanted to ensure I would have enough coin for a horse and room and board during my journey north. With a little leftover to fund my escape from the Orc Realm with Hilda.

When Magnus purchased the outfit, I’d caught a glimpse of his fat coin purse, and I nearly laughed as I recalled my offer to give him five (and eventually ten) silver pieces in exchange for my freedom. My life savings, which I’d worked very hard for, was the tiniest drop in the bucket to him.

The new outfit had cost seventy-two silver pieces (a staggering amount), as the rare material was imported from a distant island realm. A place where sirens supposedly lived.

Yet he hadn’t mocked me when I’d made the offer.

I glanced at the big Orc Guardian as we made our way through the trees. Today, he’d donned a pair of trousers and a shirt, claiming he smelled snow.

As if summoned by my thoughts alone, a white snowflake swirled down from the sky and landed on my nose. Light flurries began to fall, and Magnus eyed me speculatively before pulling a hat from his pack. He stepped in front of me, forcing me to halt in my steps, then he shoved the hat on my head. He playfully flicked my nose, right where the snowflake had fallen—apparently nothing escaped his notice.

My heart warmed. He wasn’t just mindlessly dragging me north to his realm without a care for my comfort. He consistently went out of his way to make sure I was warm. Not to mention, fed and hydrated. He also kept suggesting we take breaks every few miles. I doubted he needed a break. Again, he had my comfort in mind.

Who would’ve thought an orc could be so sweet and attentive?

The flashes of familiarity came more frequently. It was just past midday and already I’d had three of them. My belief that we weren’t soulmates kept weakening. Sometimes I wondered if perhaps there was truth to his claims.

“Thank you, Magnus,” I said, touching the warm hat. My heart beat faster when I realized the hat wasn’t oversized.

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