Laird of Her Heart (Dundragon Time Travel Trilogy Book 1) by Sabrina York Read Free Book Online Page A

both hands to hold it off. He tried to roll over, to pin the creature beneath him, but it weighed more than he did, and had all the leverage.
    Slowly, but surely, the gaping maw closed in, near and nearer to his jugular.
    A horrendous roar resounded through the clearing. Something that sounded like “Hii-ya!” and the wolf went flying sideways into the dirt. It rolled and then leaped to its feet again, but its attention was not on Dominic. It was on Maggie.
    And it was really angry now.
    “I told you to stay back,” he snapped.
    “You were losing.”
    “I wasna losing.”
    She sniffed and muttered, “Were too.”
    The wolf lunged again, straight at Maggie. Horror clutched at his chest, locked his throat, screamed in his veins.
    To his astonishment she held still before this oncoming monster and then, at the last second, stepped to the side, slamming the butt of her palm into the wolf’s face.
    It yelped, but whirled around to attack again. This time she hunched down and rolled to the side, landing another blow to the beast’s belly as he passed.
    It occurred to Dominic that he was standing there gaping, which was not a very manly thing to do, so he leaped into the fray. Between the two of them they fended off another attack. The wolf, now panting, narrowed its eyes on them, contemplating the next incursion, but apparently it decided it had had enough.
    It turned around and limped back into the woods.
    His breath came in harsh gasps. His pulse raced. Sweat beaded his brow.
    They’d nearly died. She’d nearly died.
    “Oh my God.” Maggie stared after it, her mouth agape. Her breath was ragged, her color high.
    “You were wonderful,” Dominic said, pulling her into his arms and kissing her soundly. It was a celebratory kiss, and quick, but it wasn’t near enough.
    Her eyes glimmered with a fevered excitement. “Was that a wolf? Did we just fight off a wolf?”
    “Aye.” He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and tugged her back in the direction of camp, keeping an eye on the woods.  The creature could come back and he didn’t want to be caught unawares.
    “A wolf. An honest to God wolf.”
    Her astonishment puzzled him. Wolves were common in Scotland; they plagued hunters and farmers alike. “Do they no’ have wolves in Seattle?”
    She snorted a laugh, a giddy thing, as though impelled purely by the effects of her fear. “Well, yes. We do. But only in the zoo. And wolves have been extinct in Scotland since—” She trailed off and shot him one of those chagrined looks he was becoming so familiar with.
    Something rippled through his gut. Something very uncomfortable. “Extinct?” What the hell did she mean by that?
    “Never mind,” she said, tugging on his hand. “We should get back. It’s not safe here.”
    But he would not allow her to distract him so easily. He picked up the pace and said, “Why would you say wolves are extinct in Scotland, Maggie?”
    “I didn’t say that.”
    “You did.”
    “You must have misheard me.”
    “I dinna. Why did you say that?”
    She stopped short. The woman who was in such a hurry to reach the safety of the camp, stopped. Her expression was solemn. “Trust me Dominic, you don’t want to know.” And then she whirled on her heel and hurried down the track.
    But he did want to know.
    He did.
    And he wanted to know where she’d learned to fight like a warrior. With no weapons but those God gave her.
     

CHAPTER FIVE
     
    When the other highlanders heard there was a wolf in the woods, of course they all had to go hunt it.
    Men.
    But it left Maggie and Dominic alone in the camp, which she appreciated greatly. They walked back to his tent and she collapsed into a chair.
    A wolf. A freaking wolf.
    She’d never been so frightened, watching it inch closer and closer to Dominic’s handsome face. She’d never been so afraid. Or so angry. Or so aroused. Adrenaline still surged through her veins. She’d heard the term blood lust before, but she’d never