otherwise.
She had Philip nearly freed from the thick ropes that bound his wrists, when he shouted a warning to watch out. She gave the rope one last slice and swung around to face her attacker, but not fast enough. His blade sliced her shoulder, though she had moved quickly enough to avert serious damage.
Philip grabbed her sword and ended the man’s life in one swift thrust, then quickly freed William, who picked up the dead man’s sword and joined in. Philip threw Storm her sword and grabbed another off a dead solider.
Storm ignored her wounded shoulder, and in no time, the soldiers were conquered. A few ran off in the end, dragging a couple of wounded with them.
“Gather what weapons and items we need off the dead and be ready to leave,” Storm instructed. “There could be more soldiers close by.”
“We didn’t see any when we came along the creek,” Tanin informed her.
“We caught three from where we approached,” Malcolm said.
“Then this could be the lot of them,” Philip said.
“I don’t want to take any chances. Hurry,” Storm ordered.
“You’re hurt,” Burke said loudly and shot the men heated glares. “Can’t you see that she’s bleeding?”
“Looks like a flesh wound. Time for that later,” Tanin said without concern and walked off, as did the other men, to follow Storm’s instructions.
“Let me see that,” Burke demanded and reached out.
Storm stepped out of his reach. “I gave you orders.”
“The others can see to it. Your shoulder needs tending.”
“Tanin was right. It can wait.”
Burke shook his head. “I don’t think so. That wound needs cleansing and dressing.”
“And we need to be out of here in two minutes. So either help the men or I will.” She plopped down on the rock, the throb in her shoulder causing her stomach to roll.
“Tanin,” Burke called out, and in a second the tall man was at his side. “This is more than a flesh wound.”
“I gave orders—”
“Be quiet,” Burke ordered. “Your injury needs tending now.”
“He’s right, Storm,” Tanin said after examining the wound. “It’s deeper than it looked at first glance.”
“Then bandage it, and Janelle can see to it when we reach camp.”
Burke pushed Tanin out of the way. “I’ll take care of it. Finish helping the men so we can get out of here.”
Much to Storm’s surprise, Tanin took off.
“I didn’t know you were in charge,” she snapped.
“I issued the same orders you would have and Tanin knows it,” Burke said and shook his head. “I’m not trying to usurp your command, and if you weren’t so stubborn you’d admit that this wound does need immediate attention. So let’s get it wrapped and you back to camp as quickly as possible.”
Storm marveled at how fast Burke worked. He tore her ripped sleeve off her shirt and used it as a bandage. She winced from the pain and he apologized for hurting her.
The man did have a tender heart and nice eyes. Storm really liked his eyes. They were deep brown and filled with confidence. He was a man who knew what he wanted and went after it.
“She’s lost some blood,” Storm heard Burke say.
She suddenly felt light-headed, weak almost, as if she were about to faint. The thought shocked her. She couldn’t faint. She reached out, grabbing the arm in front of her.
“Tanin!”
“It’s all right, Storm, I’ve got you.”
That wasn’t Tanin. It was Burke.
“You need to sit,” Burke said firmly.
She leaned on his arm and attempted to push to her feet.
“Stay put,” Burke ordered.
“I need to stand,” she said adamantly.
“Not when you’re about to faint,” Burke said.
She turned to Tanin, trying to shove Burke aside. “You know what to do.”
Tanin responded with a strong slap to her face.
Chapter 8
B urke lunged at Tanin with a roar and would have beaten him senseless if Malcolm and Angus hadn’t grabbed him and held him back.
“What the hell is the matter with you?” Burke yelled, his face
She had Philip nearly freed from the thick ropes that bound his wrists, when he shouted a warning to watch out. She gave the rope one last slice and swung around to face her attacker, but not fast enough. His blade sliced her shoulder, though she had moved quickly enough to avert serious damage.
Philip grabbed her sword and ended the man’s life in one swift thrust, then quickly freed William, who picked up the dead man’s sword and joined in. Philip threw Storm her sword and grabbed another off a dead solider.
Storm ignored her wounded shoulder, and in no time, the soldiers were conquered. A few ran off in the end, dragging a couple of wounded with them.
“Gather what weapons and items we need off the dead and be ready to leave,” Storm instructed. “There could be more soldiers close by.”
“We didn’t see any when we came along the creek,” Tanin informed her.
“We caught three from where we approached,” Malcolm said.
“Then this could be the lot of them,” Philip said.
“I don’t want to take any chances. Hurry,” Storm ordered.
“You’re hurt,” Burke said loudly and shot the men heated glares. “Can’t you see that she’s bleeding?”
“Looks like a flesh wound. Time for that later,” Tanin said without concern and walked off, as did the other men, to follow Storm’s instructions.
“Let me see that,” Burke demanded and reached out.
Storm stepped out of his reach. “I gave you orders.”
“The others can see to it. Your shoulder needs tending.”
“Tanin was right. It can wait.”
Burke shook his head. “I don’t think so. That wound needs cleansing and dressing.”
“And we need to be out of here in two minutes. So either help the men or I will.” She plopped down on the rock, the throb in her shoulder causing her stomach to roll.
“Tanin,” Burke called out, and in a second the tall man was at his side. “This is more than a flesh wound.”
“I gave orders—”
“Be quiet,” Burke ordered. “Your injury needs tending now.”
“He’s right, Storm,” Tanin said after examining the wound. “It’s deeper than it looked at first glance.”
“Then bandage it, and Janelle can see to it when we reach camp.”
Burke pushed Tanin out of the way. “I’ll take care of it. Finish helping the men so we can get out of here.”
Much to Storm’s surprise, Tanin took off.
“I didn’t know you were in charge,” she snapped.
“I issued the same orders you would have and Tanin knows it,” Burke said and shook his head. “I’m not trying to usurp your command, and if you weren’t so stubborn you’d admit that this wound does need immediate attention. So let’s get it wrapped and you back to camp as quickly as possible.”
Storm marveled at how fast Burke worked. He tore her ripped sleeve off her shirt and used it as a bandage. She winced from the pain and he apologized for hurting her.
The man did have a tender heart and nice eyes. Storm really liked his eyes. They were deep brown and filled with confidence. He was a man who knew what he wanted and went after it.
“She’s lost some blood,” Storm heard Burke say.
She suddenly felt light-headed, weak almost, as if she were about to faint. The thought shocked her. She couldn’t faint. She reached out, grabbing the arm in front of her.
“Tanin!”
“It’s all right, Storm, I’ve got you.”
That wasn’t Tanin. It was Burke.
“You need to sit,” Burke said firmly.
She leaned on his arm and attempted to push to her feet.
“Stay put,” Burke ordered.
“I need to stand,” she said adamantly.
“Not when you’re about to faint,” Burke said.
She turned to Tanin, trying to shove Burke aside. “You know what to do.”
Tanin responded with a strong slap to her face.
Chapter 8
B urke lunged at Tanin with a roar and would have beaten him senseless if Malcolm and Angus hadn’t grabbed him and held him back.
“What the hell is the matter with you?” Burke yelled, his face
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