Free Taken By The Highland Wolf (The Clan MacGregor Book 2) by Stephanie Marks Page A

We're coming for ye."
    "We are not afraid of ye," Alastair told him. "If your people bring war to mine, they will be crushed."
    "I seriously doubt that your true name is Holme," I said. "Who are you, really?"
    "Ye expect me to tell ye that? No, you'll find out soon enough," he said.
    "Give me your dirk," I said to Alastair, holding out my hand.
    "Glenna..." he said, his voice unsure.
    I said nothing, but simply kept my hand extended until he placed the hilt of his long knife against my palm.
    The two clansmen hauled Camden upright and held his head by his hair so that he was forced to look me in the eye.
    "Are ye going to kill me, then, Glenna? I don't think ye have it in ye. Little angel, you're much too sweet."
    I pressed the long dagger against his throat and applied some pressure. Doubt flickered in his eyes and I leaned closer to whisper in his ear.
    "You should have run faster."
    I took the knife from his throat and plunged it into his gut. Leaning away, I kept hold of the knife and watched as the life drained from his eyes. I did not remove it until I was sure I had heard the last breath leave his body. Then I stepped back and stood up straight.
    "Get him out of my sight," I told Alastair's men.
    Donald nodded, and the two men picked up the body of the man I had once known as Camden Holme and carried it out the door.

CHAPTER 10
     
    "Are ye all right?" Alastair asked me. He placed his hand on my shoulder and turned me to face him.
    "I think..." I paused to consider for a moment and took a shaky breath. "I think I am. I'm tired of being weak. I want to be able to defend myself and the people I love. I want to be able to defend your people. Our people."
    "Glenna, I've never thought of ye as weak. You've always had a fire in ye that I admire."
    "I want you to bite me," I told him.
    He took his hand from my shoulder and took a step back. "No. Ye don't know what you're asking."
    "I do know, and I'm not asking you lightly. I want us to be together. Properly, as man and wife. I want to stand beside you and bear your children and help you to protect these lands from whoever is coming our way."
    "Glenna, I could not do that to ye."
    "Why not? We could finally be together. Completely. We would no longer have to fight to be together. We could be wed." I took his hand in mine and brought it to my lips. "We could be one."
    "Glenna, love, when you're bit the change is painful. It is very, very painful. I would not put ye through that. And more than that, not every one who's bit completes the change. Not everyone makes it through to the other side. Sometimes people go mad. Their minds canna handle it. Or they simply die from the pain of it."
    "I am strong enough for it, Alastair, I know that I am," I pleaded with him. "Do not deny me this chance to be with you. Whatever the pain. I will endure it if it means that we can be together."
    Alastair's face was awash in conflicting emotions, and I prayed for him to agree to my request. I knew that he wanted nothing more than to keep me safe, but this was what I wanted. And I wanted it more than anything I had ever desired before in my life.
    He lifted my hand and kissed its palm, then reached out with his free hand and caressed my cheek.
    "Glenna Gordon, I've loved ye from the first moment I saw ye. You're the most loving, brave and beautiful woman I know. I would be honored to spend the rest of my life with ye, lass. And if turning ye is what it takes and you're certain that it's what ye wish, then that's what we shall do. So what do ye say? Will ye marry me, Glenna, and spend the rest of your days with the dreaded MacGregor? Will ye be my wife and mate?"
    My heart swelled with love for him and I launched myself into his arms, bursting with joy. "Aye!" I shouted with laughter. "Aye, Alastair, I will marry you and I will love you until the end of my days and beyond."
    He lifted me off the floor and pressed a long, lingering kiss to my lips, his long red hair forming a flaming halo around