MIDNIGHT CAPTIVE: Book 2 of the Bonded By Blood Vampire Chronicles by [email protected] & Gina Henderson

Author:[email protected] & Gina Henderson [[email protected] & Henderson, Gina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Mystical Press
Published: 2013-02-12T08:00:00+00:00

James cursed at his lack of progress. During the summer weeks the sun did set well into the evening hours, giving him much-needed daylight, but following tracks in the mud demanded a slower pace. Thankfully, Cailin’s captors were among the first to travel after the rains, leaving only one set of tracks to follow versus trying to discern their hoof prints among many others on the road. However, though the moonlight was enough to guide him, it did not lend the illumination needed. With the lamp oil Fife gave him, a narrow branch and one of the drying cloths, James fashioned a torch to light the way. Darkness now blanketed the terrain and his arm ached from holding the torch aloft. A scream startled both him and his gelding, causing James to drop his torch and gain control of his rearing mount. Reining in the animal, he searched the ground to find a figure cowering in the amber glow of the still-burning torch.

“Have mercy!” she pleaded.

“Margeret?” James jumped from the saddle and grabbed the torch before crouching beside her.

“Master James?” She turned her face toward him and he winced at the dried blood crusted on her cheek and matting her hair in a dark, tangled mess.

“Sweet Lord, what have they done to you?” He comforted the sobbing woman clinging to his vest. Stabbing the end of the torch into the mud to keep it upright, he left her side for a moment to grab the salve, the water bladder and a drying cloth from his saddlebags.

“Oh, Master James,” she whimpered as he cleaned the blood from her face and what he could from her hair. “The saints be praised you found me. I knew you and Davina would not give up so easily as to wait for Lord Broderick’s return.”

“Who grabbed you and Cailin, Maggie? Do you know where they’re taking her?”

“I heard them say something about Angus’s childhood home being scrawled on a note they left behind.”

“Glen Morin.”

“I’ve never heard of Glen Morin. All I know is they may be taking her toward the Highlands, Master James. ’Tis an awfully large target to search, though.”

“Why do you think the Highlands?”

“When Broderick learned my husband was from the Highlands, he told me his childhood home was just off the shores of Loch Etive. In other conversations, he mentioned Angus’s home lay somewhere between Loch Etive and Loch Awe.” She frowned as he continued tending to her head wound. “’Tis sorry I am I don’t know the exact location, but surely ’tis better than having no direction at all.”

“Right you are, Maggie.” He struggled to keep despair from his voice. As he heard it, those two lochs stretched for miles with just as much land spanning between them. He applied some salve to the gash in her scalp. “’Tis a nasty knot you have there. Can you stand?”

She nodded and rose on unsteady legs.

He couldn’t leave Margeret here. Nor could he take her back to Edinburgh, having ridden several hours already. Certainly, he was lagging behind Cailin by at least two or three hours as it was.

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