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the same of her. It was a way to make sure that all remained protected.
So, she did not hesitate to answer him. “I intend to speak to Rona McLaud. She may know something about Heather’s whereabouts.”
“I could go with you,” Edward said, stepping forward.
“No, it is best I go alone. If I do not return shortly, then come look for me.” With that she took off for the keep, determined to get answers from the angry woman.
~~~
“Hunter.”
The soft, familiar voice had Hunter turning with a smile. “Saundra.”
The beautiful, though delicate woman stepped out of the shadows beside Una’s cottage with tears in her eyes. “You must do me a favor. You must take Beast with you. You cannot deny me this, Hunter. You know what will happen if you leave him without you to come to his defense. Greer will kill him and my heart breaks enough as it is. I would die, knowing I failed to save my best friend. And perhaps you can find him a more fitting name than the one Greer bestowed on him.” Saundra turned to the shadows behind her. “Come, Beast.”
A good-sized, black dog stepped out of the shadows to stand at her side. She bent down to hug the animal and he licked her face. “I love you, Beast, but now you must go with Hunter. He will always protect you.” She looked up at Hunter, tears streaming down her pale cheeks.
Hunter wanted to reach out and insist she come with him, but he knew that was not possible. She would not go with him, for she knew her departure could start a war. Instead, he did the only thing he could for her.
“Come here, Beast, you are going with me,” he ordered.
Beast looked to Saundra and she threw her arms around his neck, hugged him tight, kissed his head, and commanded, “Go, and stay with Hunter.”
The dog went to Hunter’s side and when the animal turned to look to his master, she was gone, a soft, sobbing thank you drifting through the night air.
Hunter looked down at the animal, who whined softly for the person who loved him as much as he loved her. “I will see that you are returned to her, but for now you must stay with me.”
The dog seemed to understand and he followed Hunter into the cottage.
~~~
Patience could not recall the last time she apologized to someone. It was something she barely did, since she rarely had reason to do so. She was not, however, averse to apologizing on those rare occasions if it served a higher purpose. This was one of those uncommon occasions.
“Where are you going?”
Patience turned at the top step of the keep, her hand on the hilt of her dagger to see Saundra staring wide-eyed at her. “To apologize to Rona.”
Saundra grabbed the sides of her gown and lifted it so that she could hurry up the stairs to Patience. “Though I may seem too delicate to most, I am no fool. You are not sorry you struck Rona. So, why apologize?”
Patience was prepared in case that question was asked, but before she could respond the door to the keep flew open and Rab walked out. When he caught sight of his wife, he hurried toward her.
He grabbed her wrist and twisted it back. “Where have you been?”
Patience saw panic and fear fill Saundra’s eyes and she had no doubt that Rab was a husband who raised his hand probably all too frequently to his wife.
“Answer me,” Rab demanded, giving her wrist a twist and causing his wife to wince in pain.
“She came to get me,” Patience said, fighting to contain the urge to stick her dagger in the vile man.
Rab turned dark, angry eyes on her, and snapped, “Why?”
“She reminded me that I was a guest here and had been treated with respect,” —she paused a moment, worried that she would betray her false words— “and in return I had been ill-mannered and disrespectful to Rona and that was not what was expected of a Macinnes. She insisted that I owed Rona an apology. And after a bit of a debate, I agreed. I am here to apologize to Rona.”
Rab released his wife’s wrist and grinned at her. “You
So, she did not hesitate to answer him. “I intend to speak to Rona McLaud. She may know something about Heather’s whereabouts.”
“I could go with you,” Edward said, stepping forward.
“No, it is best I go alone. If I do not return shortly, then come look for me.” With that she took off for the keep, determined to get answers from the angry woman.
~~~
“Hunter.”
The soft, familiar voice had Hunter turning with a smile. “Saundra.”
The beautiful, though delicate woman stepped out of the shadows beside Una’s cottage with tears in her eyes. “You must do me a favor. You must take Beast with you. You cannot deny me this, Hunter. You know what will happen if you leave him without you to come to his defense. Greer will kill him and my heart breaks enough as it is. I would die, knowing I failed to save my best friend. And perhaps you can find him a more fitting name than the one Greer bestowed on him.” Saundra turned to the shadows behind her. “Come, Beast.”
A good-sized, black dog stepped out of the shadows to stand at her side. She bent down to hug the animal and he licked her face. “I love you, Beast, but now you must go with Hunter. He will always protect you.” She looked up at Hunter, tears streaming down her pale cheeks.
Hunter wanted to reach out and insist she come with him, but he knew that was not possible. She would not go with him, for she knew her departure could start a war. Instead, he did the only thing he could for her.
“Come here, Beast, you are going with me,” he ordered.
Beast looked to Saundra and she threw her arms around his neck, hugged him tight, kissed his head, and commanded, “Go, and stay with Hunter.”
The dog went to Hunter’s side and when the animal turned to look to his master, she was gone, a soft, sobbing thank you drifting through the night air.
Hunter looked down at the animal, who whined softly for the person who loved him as much as he loved her. “I will see that you are returned to her, but for now you must stay with me.”
The dog seemed to understand and he followed Hunter into the cottage.
~~~
Patience could not recall the last time she apologized to someone. It was something she barely did, since she rarely had reason to do so. She was not, however, averse to apologizing on those rare occasions if it served a higher purpose. This was one of those uncommon occasions.
“Where are you going?”
Patience turned at the top step of the keep, her hand on the hilt of her dagger to see Saundra staring wide-eyed at her. “To apologize to Rona.”
Saundra grabbed the sides of her gown and lifted it so that she could hurry up the stairs to Patience. “Though I may seem too delicate to most, I am no fool. You are not sorry you struck Rona. So, why apologize?”
Patience was prepared in case that question was asked, but before she could respond the door to the keep flew open and Rab walked out. When he caught sight of his wife, he hurried toward her.
He grabbed her wrist and twisted it back. “Where have you been?”
Patience saw panic and fear fill Saundra’s eyes and she had no doubt that Rab was a husband who raised his hand probably all too frequently to his wife.
“Answer me,” Rab demanded, giving her wrist a twist and causing his wife to wince in pain.
“She came to get me,” Patience said, fighting to contain the urge to stick her dagger in the vile man.
Rab turned dark, angry eyes on her, and snapped, “Why?”
“She reminded me that I was a guest here and had been treated with respect,” —she paused a moment, worried that she would betray her false words— “and in return I had been ill-mannered and disrespectful to Rona and that was not what was expected of a Macinnes. She insisted that I owed Rona an apology. And after a bit of a debate, I agreed. I am here to apologize to Rona.”
Rab released his wife’s wrist and grinned at her. “You
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