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  His Wild Highland Lass

  Terry Spear

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  OVERVIEW

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Epilogue

  His Wild Highland Lass

  Terry Spear

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  Terry Spear

  His Wild Highland Lass

  Copyright © 2015 by Terry Spear

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  ISBN-13: 978-1-63311-009-0

  OVERVIEW

  His Wild Highland Lass

  Lady Sorcha Barclay has fled her sister's husband's castle because of his unwanted advances, except men steal her horse, and she makes the mistake of not keeping to the cover of the nearby forest. An awe-inspiring circle of standing stones capture her attention and she captures the attention of the laird who owns the land.

  Laird Ronan Daziel takes Sorcha to his castle to protect her and give her a home, but before long, he wants much more. He's duty-bound to take a wife whose clan wishes an alliance with his. So why does he long to have something more? Everyone loves the lass just as much as he does. But he has pledged his loyalty to his clan and taking Sorcha to wife could lead to battle on several fronts. How can he not take her for his own when she stole his heart from the first moment he laid eyes on her near the ancient standing stones on his lands?

  1085, Scottish Highlands

  Chapter 1

  Still fretting about her stolen horse and not having any clue as to where she was now, except she was standing next to the fringes of a pine forest and on the other side, a loch in a misty vale. The breeze gently stirred the waters while white fluffy clouds floating in the blue sky and the tops of the pine trees reflected in the loch. Beyond the forest, verdant hills rose toward the sky, Sorcha Barclay stopped to eat and rest. Her feet hurt something fierce. She'd never walked so much in her life, and yet, her life depended on her walking until she reached a village. Now that her horse had been stolen. If she only knew the direction to travel. She'd been watching for signs of smoke, indicating a cottage was nearby, but she hadn't seen any.

  Thankful the summer day was warm at least, she studied a set of standing stones off in the distance past the shimmering blue-green loch. She'd never witnessed stones standing in a formation like that. As if someone had moved the enormous rocks and stood them each on end in a giant circle. She chided herself for gawking at them when she needed to retrieve some water from the loch, then take refuge in the forest to rest for a time. Then she saw movement—three brawny Highlanders riding beyond the huge stones, dwarfing the men and their mounts. Her heart skipping beats, she dove for the safety of the woods, praying none of the men had seen her. What if they were some of the MacNeill clansmen come to return her to Craigly Castle under the rule of the despicable Laird Parthalan MacNeill?

  She had often wondered if her uncle, the chief of the Barclay clan, would have done anything differently with regard to her if he had known about MacNeill's wenching. When her uncle had married her older sister off to him, she had been told she was to stay with Akira as her companion—at the MacNeill's insistence. Her new husband had said he feared his wife would miss Sorcha too much. Truth be told, the sisters were delighted they could remain together. But now that Sorcha was older, he had attempted to force himself on her for the very last time.

  She would never return to Craigly Castle—ever!

  ***

  Ronan, the eldest of the three brothers and laird of the Clan Daziel, paused with his brothers between two of the ancient standing stones to look in the direction of the loch and the forest beyond.

  He narrowed his eyes as he studied the trees lining the shore, the warm breeze sweeping his hair back off his shoulders as he attempted to spy whatever his brother Ward thought he had seen. Ronan swore Ward saw things that either did not exist, or he had more of a hawk's eye than he and their youngest brother, Alban, did.

  Ward let out his breath in exasperation. "Did you no' see someone?"

  He sounded a bit unsure himself, as if he needed Ronan and Alban to have witnessed what he thought he'd observed to make it true.

  "A stag?" Ronan and his brothers were unprepared to hunt for deer, since they had been assisting one of their crofters in the outlying area and didn't have their bows with them.

  "A figure."

  "Nay, I dinna observe anyone, brother. Are you seeing things again?" Ronan shook his head. "Partaking in too much ale this morn, aye?"

  Cheerful as usual, Ward smiled at him, his hazel eyes now sparkling with good humor. "You jest, but I know what I saw."

  "And that was?" Alban shifted in his saddle and turned his attention again to the forest.

  Of the three brothers, Alban was the shortest, the quickest to fight, and yet, all the lassies adored him and his long brown hair and dark brown eyes. Ronan couldn't understand how he charmed them so thoroughly.

  Ronan peered harder at the trees across the loch, seeing only the dappled shadows playing off the dancing leaves. "What exactly did you see?"

  "A figure, slight, mayhap. A lad. A lassie? I am no' certain."

  Ronan turned to Alban. "Did you witness anyone?"

  Smiling, Alban shook his head. "Nay. I believe you are right. Ward had too much ale when he broke his fast. Or…mayhap he saw one of the fair folk." He paused and observed the forest further. "Nay. I see no one."

  "I will prove to you both I wasna imagining what I spotted." Ward kicked his horse and galloped through the circle of stones to reach the shore of the loch and traveled around it to the forest.

  Ronan laughed. "If we dinna follow him, he will be sure to come up with another tale even grander." He raced off to join his brother, curious about whether he truly had seen something.

  Alban swiftly caught up to them as Ward dismounted, then crouched down to examine the shoreline.

  "Anything?" Still mounted, Ronan considered the stony shore and didn't observe any footprints.

  "Naught, it appears." Ward stood. "It must have been the play of the shadows as the clouds parted and let the sun shine through briefly."

  "Baobhan sith." Alban grinned.

  "You and your imaginary fair folk." Ward remounted his horse. "You know I dinna believe in such nonsense. None of us do. Come. I must have imagined seeing something. I promised some of our men I would practice sword fighting with them, and we are late returning."

  Ronan didn't believe Ward thought that what he saw was nothing at all. He knew his brother too well.

  Alban nodded. "Aye. I intended to spar with some of the men as well."

  Not waiting to see if Ronan agreed with them, Wade and Alban rode off in the direction of the keep, but Ronan peered into the shadowed woods. He waited while his vision adjusted to the dappled light and observed the leaves fluttering in the summer's breeze. The shadows danced across the green leaves and the understory plants.

  He smelled the air, the scent of pine and fish from the loch, and something else. He took a deeper breath. Something flowery. He heard the birds singing high above in the trees, saw their winged movement as they flitted from tree to tree, a butterfly settling on a leaf, and a dragonfly skimming the loch near the shore.


  A twig suddenly snapped in the forest, grabbing Ronan's full attention. He listened. Nothing but the chatter of birds, buzz of insects, the gentle lapping of the water on the beach, and the sound of the breeze ruffling the leaves.

  Ronan urged his horse forward into the shady woods, walking slowly, listening for anything that sounded out of place. He could no longer see his brothers, but he heard their horses abruptly stop in the distance, and Ward shout, "Do you see something, Ronan?"

  "Nay. I am coming!" Ronan didn't budge from his spot as he absorbed every scent, every sound, every sight that might convey that someone was hiding in his woods.

  "Ronan, what is it?" Alban called out, sounding concerned, as the brothers' horses galloped back toward the woods.

  Then Ronan saw something unusual peeking out between the leaves piled up on the forest floor nearby. Pale pink flesh—an ankle, he thought.

  He dismounted and slowly, carefully, quietly moved in the direction of the bare skin slightly exposed. The fallen leaves from seasons past piled everywhere made for the perfect hiding place.

  He unsheathed his sword in the event the person hiding was armed, or that he or she had companions nearby. He moved closer, enough so that he could fight him if he should bolt from his hiding place and attack.

  Letting him know Ronan knew he was there, he asked, "Why are you hiding in my woods?"

  The figure didn't move, like a rabbit half hidden in thick brush, hoping that by remaining still, Ronan hadn't seen him.

  His brothers were nearly there and Ronan drew closer to the figure, then shoved his boot at where he assumed the person's foot would be.

  A lassie jumped up from the pile of leaves, startling him. What surprised him even more was the dirk she held in her clenched hand, waving at him in a threatening manner—him, laird of the Daziel clan.

  She frowned furiously at him. "Dinna come any closer."

  He smiled at the petite lassie. Here, he was armed with a sword, and she, with nothing more than a dagger. Did she believe she could truly fight him? Her golden curls fell to her hips, tangled, brown leaves and red pine needles clinging to the strands, dirt smudges on her cheeks, and dark circles under her eyes—yet he thought her incredibly appealing. She did not look like how he imagined a baobhan sith would appear if they truly existed.

  Her léine and brat were made of the finest wool, a dark green shade that blended in with the forest. Her green eyes were narrowed in wariness, but shifted slightly to observe his brothers as they joined him, neither dismounting as they pulled up alongside his horse, slightly behind and off to either side of him.

  They must have assumed he'd manage the lassie on his own and knowing them, they didn't want to frighten the lass any more than she was already.

  "See, I did witness someone in the woods, did I no'? Who is she?" Ward was still of good humor, and Ronan thought—glad he had been right, for once.

  Ronan finally transferred his gaze from her bonny features to her eyes. "I am Ronan Daziel, laird of the clan. Whence do you hail, lass?"

  Her eyes widened a bit and he wondered just who she was.

  "I am just passing through, if you will but permit me."

  Her pleasing, honeyed voice did not disguise the nervousness or animosity she reserved for him. She did not sound as though she was asking, but telling Ronan, which couldn't help but amuse him. Saucy wench. He had no intention of letting a lone woman roam his lands where she could find herself in real danger.

  "Where are you from? Who are your people?" He assumed now the way she had reacted to his revealing the name of his own clan that her people and his did not get along.

  "The Clan Chattan."

  She could never have traveled that far on foot. Even by horse, it would have been far too risky for a lass all alone. They'd had no trouble with the Chattans, so that was good news. But he truly didn't believe she could be from that far away.

  "Where is your horse?" Only a person of some means would have one. Her clothes looked as though she could be from a family of some importance.

  "Stolen."

  "On my lands?" Ronan wasn't sure he believed her. But if thieves had stolen her horse, he would rectify that at once.

  Her eyes narrowed a bit, reminding him of a wild cat that lived in these woods. "I dinna know where your lands begin so I know no' if she was stolen on your lands."

  He smiled at her tenacity. "When then?"

  "Last eve."

  "Have you traveled far since then?" Ronan was trying to determine just where the brigands were, if she spoke the truth.

  "I…" She lifted her chin. "I walked from dawn yestermorn until gloaming yestereve."

  Which meant she no doubt had not walked very far and in any event, she would have been traveling across his land at the time her horse was stolen.

  "From which direction did you come?"

  She motioned northwest.

  "What did your horse look like?"

  "She is a red roan, her legs, tail, and mane, a rich red, and her body much lighter in color. She is named Milis."

  Sweet. Ronan should have known a lassie would call her horse by such a name, if she did indeed own one. "You are lucky that no one stole anything else from you, lass."

  Her face turned a light red and he hoped he had embarrassed her enough to make her realize just how dangerous it could be for her traveling alone like that.

  "Where is your escort?"

  She didn't answer, giving him a disgruntled look as if he had no right questioning her. Ronan didn't know what to think. "We will take you to our keep, and you can stay there until we find your horse."

  "Nay!" She spoke so sharply, Ronan raised a brow at her in surprise.

  Alban chuckled. Ward tsked. Up until now, they had been quietly sitting atop their horses and he'd almost forgotten they were there.

  "I will be on my way. My thanks to you just the same." She wasn't moving from her defensive stance, feet spread for balance, her dirk held in a manner that showed she knew how to handle it, and she was clearly ready for a fight.

  It was past time to take the lass back to the keep and learn more about her. Ronan gave her one last chance to cooperate and then he'd take matters into his own hands, though he wished to do this in a more agreeable way.

  "Sheathe your dirk, lass, and you will ride with me. We wish you no harm." Ronan wanted to give her the choice, allowing her to remain armed so she felt safer, though he knew it was a risky decision on his part should she turn on him.

  Stubbornly resisting the notion, she shook her head. Bloody hell. He really didn't want to do this, not when she was afraid of him and what he might do to her. Her slight trembling told him everything.

  He lunged forward. Before she could react, he swung his sword, connecting with her dirk with a clang. He struck hard enough that it sent her dirk flying. He believed, now that he had proven to be the mightier foe and she was unarmed, she'd give up her quest to rebel against his directive. He was wrong. Her expression was first one of surprise, her eyes widening and her lips parting. But then she glanced at the ground, looking for where her weapon had landed.

  He couldn't believe it!

  He knew her intent before she dove for her dirk. But he couldn't react quickly enough. He wasn't about to allow her to arm herself again. He dropped his sword, needing both hands free and lunged for her. Tackling her, he took her down, her back cushioned by the wealth of leaves, and planted his body on top of hers.

  She grew very still then, and he smiled. "If you had done just as I asked, we wouldna be like this, now would we, lassie?"

  ***

  Sorcha was fuming mad and scared witless as the braw Highlander pressed his body on top of hers. She felt his staff growing against her belly the longer he remained between her legs. He was beautiful, his dark brown eyes swimming with lust, his long brown hair hanging about her face as she looked up at him, panting for breath, trembling, despite wishing to show he didn't frighten her one bit. But he did.

  After dealing with
her sister's husband, the vilest of creatures known to womankind, Sorcha did not trust this man. At first, she had feared they were the same men who had stolen her beloved horse, but she assumed she'd traveled far enough from that location that they wouldn't have found her. And if they had stolen her horse, they most likely would have had her horse in tow and remarked on it.

  "I am no' going anywhere," she growled, furious that he just stayed there, as if he meant to pin her there forever.

  She feared, too, that this man would not let her go. That he would force her to travel with him to wherever he lived. He appeared well-dressed, not in ragged clothing, and she had to admit he smelled pleasingly of pine, leather, and man. Which meant he had to have bathed recently and he wasn't some ruffian.

  The man with the lightest color hair spoke up. "Mayhap you should check her over for more weapons."

  The other man grinned. "I would do it for you, Ronan, if you so choose."

  Ronan smiled. "What say you, lass? Do I need to search you to learn if you have any more weapons hidden anywhere on your person?"

  Chapter 2

  Ronan couldn't help but enjoy the feel of the bonny lass beneath him, all softness and sweetness. Except when she'd threatened him with her dirk. Then she wasn't quite so sweet—but the softness, aye, heavenly. Her eyes were rounded with surprise and this close up, he could see the amber flecks highlighting the forest green color. Beautiful. She pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes, right before she tried to unsettle him from his pose.

  "You willna be successful, lassie." Ronan sighed. "Now, as I have said, you will stay with me at Dunloch castle until I say otherwise. Suffice it to say, you will remain unarmed."

  Smiling amiably at the lass, he began to climb off her. At once, she glanced in the direction where her dagger had been. She was a bonny lass without anyone to protect her, and he could understand her concern. But he would not dally with her any longer, as much as he enjoyed the closeness they now shared.

 

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