Kate Robbins - The Highland Chiefs Series 03 by Enemy of the Highlander

Author:Enemy of the Highlander [Highlander, Enemy of the]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tirgearr Publishing
Published: 2014-11-21T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Freya paced while the others slept. They had all agreed to take turns keeping watch during the night, and her shift was nearing its end. She was exhausted and confused. Something niggled at her. Ronan’s actions were confounding, but the ale drinking was new. Just how much of him did she really not know?

She stood at the window and gazed out across the sea. The moonlight shimmered on the water and lights danced in the distance. She squinted. Lights on the water? There must be ships out there. But according to the number of lights, there would have to be a whole fleet. As she leaned forward to see better, a shuffling from behind her caught her attention.

Footsteps from outside her door grew louder. She tiptoed to the door to listen for voices. The steps echoed through the hallway outside and stopped in front of her door. She held her breath and waited. A soft thunk sounded on the other side and she heard deep sighs coming from whomever it was.

Freya’s heart pounded and she jerked her head back from the door when she thought she heard her name whispered. Ronan? Her pulse quickened. Should she open the door? What if it was not him? She leaned in and pressed her ear to the door again. Muffled whispers of words she could not discern made her reach for the latch. Just before she touched the cool metal, it lifted on its own.

She stepped back and waited for the door to arc open. Somehow, she was certain it was Ronan. Her heart beat like a drum in her chest. She held her breath. Would he enter her chamber? For what purpose? So he could seduce her again and then throw her to the wolves in the next instant? Not this time.

The door inched open and Freya peered closer at the door frame. There was an additional latch, one that would bolt the door from the inside. Before thinking any better, she shoved all her weight against the door and clicked the lock in place. A gasp on the other side told her the person did not expect it.

She waited to see if the intruder would persist, instead she heard faint laughing as the footsteps moved away.

Freya slumped against the door and let her head fall back against it. Her knees quaked. Part of her still wanted him so badly it was bound to drive her mad, but the logical side of her wanted to grab the nearest blade and drive it through him.

“Who was at the door?” Morag asked.

Freya jumped. “I thought you were sleeping.”

“I was until the door slammed shut. I thought someone must have come in.” She rubbed her eyes, sitting up.

“No, I thought someone was out there so I checked and then locked the door to be sure no one entered.”

“I doubt a lock from the inside will stop them if they seek entry badly enough.”

“You speak true, however, for now it appears Sutherland does not want us harmed.

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