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She stared at Lauchlan for adown, she wound back and threith all her strength The rock struck Lauchlan on the forearh force to rasp at the lasta killing blow
The dog fell onto his side, panting heavily, his long gray legs floundering, at once trying to rise, then trying to reach his wound with his tongue "Good boy, Finn, " Lily soothed, the sight of his struggle unbearable, "it’s okay, boy" Lauchlan’s soft laughter echoed through the trees once again "You’re a witch, you are, Lily Now I ken what the Cameron saw in you You ’d best be worth the trouble"
A rock sailed inexplicably fro "Christ! What the bloody hell now?" He gaped as Robert e, from the trees "Och, woman, do you and your friends have a mind to fash me to death?"
"Let her be!" Robert announced heroically
"What’s next, have you a wee badger army too, ee pistols what shoot scree instead of bullets?" Lauchlan turned to Robert, "Lad, you speak like you fancy yourself smart as Solomon You ’ve too many brains in your head But I’ll tend to that, aye, when I knock them all back out for you "
The MacKintosh spat "And when I’m done"--he snatched a fistful of Lily’s blonde curls "I ’-- ll ridhis face in her hair, nosing it with an exaggerated sniff
"Don’t I have a say in this? " Lily swung her elbow up and back, s Lauchlan ’s beaklike nose with a wet crunch At once blood flowed down his lips and chin, his nose set at a sickeningly skewed angle
Lauchlan dragged his sleeve across his face, leaving one side a crusted mask of reddish brown "You ’re dead, woman, " he said in a barely co clearly, and Lily felt a surge of pride She was certain there was a desk out there where Robbie would have rather been seated, yet here he was instead, by her side, death a very real possibility for both of therabbed Lauchlan’s sgian dubh froer landed blade first in Lily’s hand and she gasped froh the flesh of her palently to catch it handle first and swung blindly back, hacking the taut muscle of Lauchlan’s bicep Unlike soft flesh, the tissue didn ’t yield easily, and Lily had to pull the blade out from where it had cleaved hiood ar filled her skull and she stuan to retch fro one hand into the dank leaves of the forest floor to keep fro on her stos astride, predatory want darkening his eyes He had retrieved his sword fro with fury Lily’s palm was damp and hot where she still clutched the leather handle of the dagger As Lauchlan slowly reached his bloodied arth into her tre the inside of his thigh as she rose
The only sound he runt, and the near silence terrified Lilyinto her and a vicious hunger snarling the edges of his round blade first He grabbed Lily’s hand and pinned her to his leg, his coarse tartan chafing her face where she crouched aardly in front of him The sour odor of mildew assailed her
His hand was slick with his own blood, which oozed fro down her ar a sickening crunch as he secured her tightly to him I n that instant, Lauchlan rah to tear her hand from his Lily slaan frantically scra with the need to get air into her lungs Thehis intent Unable to tear her eyes fro between the trees, h the leaves
Robert gasped and rose shakily to his feet All of thethe dressing, and now a black and grueso crimson from the fresh blood that pulsed unchecked down his chest He had retrieved the sgian dubh fro the weapon, and looked at Lily A tranquil resolve softened his gaze, courage stilling his features
He walked with painful deliberation toward the MacKintosh, whose eyes were still fixed only on Lily
Robert’s body convulsed and he lunged forward, stabbing Lauchlan’s neck before the MacKintosh knew to look behind hiround Lauchlan stu for the hilt of the knife where Robert had planted it deep into the le" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>