Dare, Lydia - Tall, Dark and Wolfish

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out."

He stomped away from her. "When you're ready to be honest with me, I'll be at MacQuarrie's."

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Ben had to get away from her. His mind was a mess. He hadn't realized that his Lycan abilities only seemed to work when he was with her . He'd heard her call him beautiful at the Macleods'. He'd been able to sniff out the hair combs only because he was following her scent. He'd felt the change come over him only because of her touch to his skin. He hadn't experienced his normal abilities at Alec's. He hadn't experienced them his entire time in Scotland. Only with her.

What did that mean?

Would she have to be present during the moonful for him to transform?

He couldn't do that. It was too dangerous. He'd never put her at risk like that. Simon's voice echoed a warning in his mind.

There had to be another way. Some spell she could cast on him. Some potion she could make him drink. Something that wouldn't place her in peril.

And the mark? Why hadn't she told him her father was a Lycan? She had to know it. Why else did she want to see his mark?

A lucky guess. He snorted as he tore throug

h the woods. What a fool he was to have believed her.

Ben stomped up the steps of Alec's home. Before he could even toss his hat to the waiting butler, his friend was ready to interrogate him.

"Where have you been?" Alec snapped.

"Out," Ben said, his gaze meeting his friend's. Alec may be a bit smaller than him, but they'd had more than one altercation through the years. He was a force to be reckoned with when he was angry.

"Please don't tell me that you have taken to bothering Elspeth Campbell." He arched one eyebrow.

"I wouldn't call it

bothering

."

"Then what would you call it?" The man really needed to mind his own matters.

"We went for a walk, that's all." Ben shrugged, hoping Alec would approve of his nonchalant attitude.

"Then why did Caitrin take off like a feline with her tail on fire?"

"If the lovely woman is running from you, perhaps it's

you

who did something to make her retreat?" Ben pinched the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger. It had been a really long day.

"Oh, no. It wasn't me. I was spending quite a lovely day in her company. Then she suddenly stared off in the distance. When I got her attention back, she started mumbling something about Elspeth and 'that beast.' Then she ran off." He slapped the flat of his hand on the wall. "I will know what that was all about, Westfield."

"You won't know anything until you speak with Miss Macleod." His eyes met Alec's. "Because that group of women is a mess that even

I

can't figure out. You've known them much longer than me. You probably have a better idea of what's going on than I ever would."

Please forgive me if you ever find out about my lies.

"There has always been something mystical about the five of them. But I've never been able to figure out what brings them all together."

"Mystical?" Ben asked. How much did Alec truly know?

"'Mystical' is probably not the right word." He scratched his head. "But there's a bond there that I can't understand. So when she ran off worried about Elspeth, I automatically assumed you were the beast she had in mind." He clapped Ben on the shoulder. "Sorry I assumed the worst of you."

If he only knew how bad the worst could be.

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Elspeth walked toward her small cottage, her breath coming in small gasps. She flung the door open and walked inside, nearly startling Rhiannon. Then she turned and stuck her head back out the door. "Sorcha Ferguson, I ken ye're close by. So ye may as well show yerself !"

She turned and came to a complete halt when she saw that Caitrin was there as well. "If we had Blaire here, the whole coven would be present," she grumbled.

"I'm here," Blaire said as she stepped in the door with Sorcha. "Ye doona think she came up with the vine trick on her own, do ye? The battlefield is in my blood. And I doona really care if I have ta cheat ta win."

"I had ta heal him after yer little stunt." Her gaze flew back and forth between Sorcha and Blaire. Their eyes lowered to the floor. "Ye actually broke the skin. Ye

wounded

him. I canna believe ye did that. I dinna ken ye had the power to do that."

"Neither did we," Sorcha admitted, her gaze still lowered. "Truly, I had no idea the vines would break the skin."

"Now ye ken, so doona let it happen again." She shook her finger at the two younger girls.

"Caitrin said ta keep ye apart," Blaire mumbled.

"She did what?" Elspeth spun around quickly to glare at Caitrin.

Her friend didn't lower her gaze. She shrugged nonchalantly and said, "I was worried for ye. Ye'll have ta forgive me for carin'." Her words dripped with sarcasm. "And just what did ye think ye were doin', kneelin' in front of him with his pants unbuttoned? Answer that question for us. It's no place for a lady ta be, Elspeth."

"I never professed ta be a lady! And I was just lookin' at his mark!" She pointed to the one on her own wrist. "He wears the mark of the beast. It's exactly like mine. Exactly! The shape is the same. The size is the same. And even the texture is the same."

"Ye touched him?" Caitrin looked scandalized. "Down there?"

Would this nightmare never end? "No, I never touched him

down there

. I touched his mark. And I felt it in my own when I did."

The other four girls stared at her with their mouths open. "Oh, and now when I need ye, ye decide ta shut yer mouths." Elspeth groaned as she dropped into a chair.

"Ye felt it in yer own mark? When ye touched his?"

"Aye, I felt it. I dinna feel a mere touch. I felt what

he

felt when I touched it, when I ran my thumb over it. At least I think it was what he felt. I've never experienced anythin' like it."

"What was it like?" All four girls sat forward.

"It was hot. And wild. And free. And… needy."

"Needy?" Rhiannon asked. "And just what would he be needin'?

"Me."

"Ye?" Sorcha asked.

"At that moment, he needed me."

Caitrin broke in. "He needed ta get ye flat on yer back, El. Doona ye see?"

"No, I doona see." She gave the seer in their midst a hard stare. "But obviously, ye

did

see somethin'. So out with it."

"I saw him ruin ye," she finally admitted, her eyes filling with tears.

"Thanks for believin' in me," Elspeth ground out. Caitrin colored brightly under her stare.

"I could be wrong," Caitrin said quietly.

"Ye've never been wrong before," Rhiannon reminded her, coming forward to stroke her hair.

"No. But my mother was."

Elspeth spun quickly to face her. "What do ye mean?"

"Yesterday my father told me that mama had a vision about yer parents. She saw that yer mother would leave ta go with yer father."

"But she never did," Elspeth's voice trailed off quietly.

"No. She chose ta stay and keep the coven together."

"Doona look at me like I've left ye already!" Elspeth snapped. "I'm no' goin' anywhere."

"In some ways, maybe ye have," Blaire said softly.

All four girls turned to leave. "We'll see ye tomorrow at the funeral," Rhiannon threw over her shoulder.

"I havena gone anywhere!" she cried from behind them. But they didn't look back. Not a single one of them.

Sixteen

Ben lay on his back in the big bed, his hands behind his head as he stared up at the ceiling. He'd spent the entire night thinking about Elspeth. She wore the mark of the beast. Her father obviously was one of them. But who was her father? And why was her very existence shrouded in mystery?

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