weak.”
“ Will he
survive?”
“ I believe he will,
aye.”
The Romanian’s dark gaze settled on her.
“What do you know of him?”
“ His name is Grayson of
Wolfglynn, and he was on his way to Hawksbridge before he was
attacked by a group of knights.”
Milosh sighed and ran a
hand through his long dark hair. “Is it safe to have him
here?”
Adrianna took his hand and
stepped down from her cart. She faced Milosh with a heavy heart.
“Nay. The same evil I sensed a year ago, I sense again.”
“ I
thought you said that evil was after the other bana ‐ bhuidseach ,” Yoska said as he
stepped out of the growing shadows.
“ It was,” she answered
softly. She glanced at her cart before she faced the brothers.
“Somehow Grayson is connected to Serena.”
“ Which will bring the evil
here.” Milosh’s voice was soft, too soft.
Adrianna shook her head. “There’s a chance
it won’t.”
“ It will,” said a voice
behind her.
She whirled around to find
Grayson standing at the entrance to her wagon, his face was pale as
death as he held his right arm across his chest in an effort to
minimize movement of his wounded shoulder.
“ You shouldn’t be out of
bed,” she said and rushed to him.
“ Your people need to know,”
he argued. “You should have left me.”
She paused and glared at him. “You were no
more ready to die than I was to leave you there.”
He shrugged then grimaced. “That isn’t the
point. I refuse to allow anyone to be in danger because of me.”
“ It won’t matter,” Milosh
said. “Whether you leave now or not, whoever follows you will find
us.”
Adrianna looked from Grayson to Milosh,
watching how the men sized each other up. “Grayson, please,” she
begged. “Get in the bed before the fever returns. You aren’t strong
enough.”
“ Yet,” he whispered and
reluctantly turned around.
Adrianna glared at Milosh and Yoska before
she followed Grayson inside the cart. He stumbled before he reached
the bed, and she rushed to him, putting an arm around him to give
him support.
“ Easy,” she said. “I’ve got
you.”
He chuckled. “I’m nearly twice your
size.”
“ I’m stronger than I
look.”
“ Apparently.”
He gave a grunt when they
reached the bed. Though she tried to release him, her arm got
caught in his, and she ended up falling with him in the bed,
cushioned by his muscled chest. Her hands braced against the sinew,
his heat engulfing her, calling her.
Tempting her.
As she looked up into his
silver eyes, all she could think about was the awakening of her
body, the yearning she hadn’t felt in so long. She remembered the
hunger, the need. And the overwhelming desire. It had been too many
years since a man had made her blood heat and her heart
pound.
His gaze met and held hers.
For a moment she allowed herself to enjoy the feel of a man such as
Grayson beneath her. She wondered what his weight would feel like
on top of her. She wanted to move her hands down his chest and
explore more of him and his wonderful body, to open her legs and
have his cock slide inside her.
“ I know that look in your
eyes, Adrianna, and, if I were able, I’d take you right
now.”
She jerked, her desire
cooled by his words. “Arrogant enough to think I want you,
aye?”
He smiled a slow,
devilishly wicked smile that made her stomach flutter. “It’s not
arrogance but awareness. If there was time, I’d seduce you
properly.”
“ I’ve no need of being
seduced. I enjoy my life just as it is. Now please. You must
rest.”
He sighed, and she saw the
sweat that dotted his brow. She quickly rolled off him. “Let me see
your wound.”
“ It’s fine,” he
grumbled.
“ Shall I call Milosh in to
help you roll onto your side?” she asked in way of a threat. She
knew the kind of man Grayson was, and he wouldn’t like anyone
knowing just how weak he was.
He cursed beneath his breath, but did as she
asked. When she had inspected the wound and found he