Highlander's Wounded Beast by Alisa Adams

Author:Alisa Adams
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Highland
Published: 2019-12-10T16:00:00+00:00

Ina went charging towards the men who had come out of the cover of the dark forest. They were knocking their arrows, getting ready to shoot. She began flinging her dirks as fast as she could.

She could hear shouting coming from behind her and only spared a quick glance. She saw the young warriors coming towards her on their horses, their kilts flying as they galloped. With them was another warrior with long dark hair flying out behind him as he ran. He was letting out a blood-curdling war cry as he charged on foot. Beiste!

Ina let fly her dirks as fast as she could, hitting several of the men. More kept coming out of the woods at her. She turned Myrtle around and charged back to the others, once again bending low over Myrtle’s neck. Praying that no arrows would find their target in Myrtle’s large hind end.

She could hear charging men behind her and suddenly felt a sharp, hard hit to her head. She lost her seat, her head going dizzy as she slid off her mare’s back. She could hear Beiste’s raging cry as she hit the ground. No sooner had she crashed to the ground than she felt him there, picking her up and running with her in his arms. Back towards the castle.

“I am fine! Put me doon!” she yelled at him.

He looked down at her and slowed as he got closer to the castle. “Ye just got hit in the head, I watched it!”

“Aye but I am fine, it knocked me off me horse is all. There’s a battle to be fought right now, I cannae be taking to me bed because I fell off me horse!” she insisted.

Tristan was fighting a man near them. He looked over at Beiste and yelled, “If she says she can fight ye should listen to her mon!” Then Tristan motioned with his head behind them.

Beiste heard another sharp war cry and looked to where Tristan had motioned to. He saw at the castle gates three women come charging out atop three huge draft horses just like Ina’s.

Beiste looked down at Ina.

“But ye are a small woman,” he said amongst the chaos going on around them.

Ina reached up and touched his face. “I assure ye I can fight. Now PUT ME DOON!”

“They can fight, Beiste!” Tristan yelled with a big grin on his face as his wife’s horse came crashing into the man he was battling.

“Tristan,” Ceena shouted at him, “stop playing and get to work!”

Tristan looked over at Beiste and winked.

Beiste looked at Ina and put her carefully down.

Ina immediately pulled her sword out of the scabbard that was hanging at her waist and started swinging it at the men coming at them.

Beiste pulled the huge silver sword that he had shoved into the loop at his waist and put himself at Ina’s back. Together they fought, back to back. They stood pressed close to each other, guarding each other’s back. Beiste swung the huge sword in giant swathes as he kept the men from advancing any closer to the castle.

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