Saving Her Highland Traitor by Greyson Maeve

Author:Greyson, Maeve
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Historical
Publisher: Dragonblade Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2022-12-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Hanged, drawn, then quartered. In seven months’ time. According to the woman who just gave him the most incredible night of his life. Teague stormed through the keep, ignoring anyone who tried to catch his attention and stop him.

“I am not to be disturbed,” he bellowed before slamming the library door shut behind him.

He crossed the room to the double doors and stared out at the garden. Teeth clenched as tight as his gut, he wrestled with the urge to punch through the glass. Nay, he would not weaken to that temptation. The glass was too dear to destroy in a fit of anger. He had not fought and scraped all his days to fritter away his clan’s niceties now.

Instead of shattering the panes, he shoved the doors open wide. A deep inhale of the cool Highland morning did nothing to calm him. He slowly shook his head, still battling with Mila’s prophecy. It wasn’t merely her prophecy that troubled him. It was the damned mystery of the irresistible woman he couldn’t oust from his thoughts. God Almighty help him. How could life have tasted so sweet last night, then turned so sour today?

The library door opened, then closed with a click of the latch and a thump.

Teague didn’t turn. “I said I was not to be disturbed.” The intruder better heed the order if they valued their hide.

“A messenger arrived.” Calder ignored the threat. “Sunderland is dead and his papers seized. Walpole has agents searching for more evidence against the Cause. Several have already been arrested.”

“So it begins.” Teague went to the long mahogany cabinet covered in decanters and bottles. He selected his best whisky, filled a pair of glasses, and waved Calder over. “None of our missives to Sunderland bore any specific names or locations. I took great pains to ensure that and always wrote in code.” He paused for a long, deep drink while debating whether to share all that he knew. “But if any of our other acquaintances are taken, I canna say the same for them.” He hoped their allies had enough sense to observe the same precautions.

Calder frowned down at the glass of whisky while slowly rotating it between his fingers. “What did ye mean by so it begins?”

Teague looked up from his drink and studied Calder, still debating. The man had proven his trustworthiness many times. He couldn’t recall a single incident where this chosen brother of his had ever failed him. “What would ye say if I told ye I will be arrested in November then hanged, drawn, and quartered in December?”

Calder raked off his tam and crushed it in his fist. “I would say that is a damn sorry jest indeed.”

With a tip of his head toward Calder’s glass, Teague smiled. “Drink yer whisky, man. I have a tale to tell ye.”

“If ye dinna mind, I would rather hear it sober.”

“Lady Mila came to my room last night.” He topped off his glass before continuing. It might be early in the day, but this sorry business required drink, and plenty of it.

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