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property of my father, Ryan or anyone else. Whom I give myself to is my concern, not theirs."
He tried to pull away, but she held him.
"Look at me."
He did.
"You're a good man, Ewan. One with a good heart. If Isobail couldn't see that, then she was an even
bigger fool than her brother. But I see you. I know you."
His eyes were filled with agony as he stared at her. He took her hand into his and pressed it against his
lips.
Ewan inhaled the sweet scent of her. He wanted this woman with every piece of his heart. But at the end
of the day, he knew Graham was right.
He had stolen her from another.
For all he knew Ryan would be like Robby MacDouglas, pining away for her. Willing to risk life and
limb to regain her.
And who would blame him?
Nora was wonderful.
He didn't deserve someone like her. He deserved nothing at all.
"Go back inside, Nora. Please."
To his relief, she nodded and obeyed.
Ewan stood back, trying to draw a deep breath to alleviate the pain in his chest.
He had to let her go, and yet all he wanted was to hold on to her.
Why couldn't he ever find a woman for himself? One who wasn't promised to someone else?
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Pagan joined him. "Your friend has decided with a little help from yours truly to leave the village
immediately. Are you all right?"
"Thank you. Aye, I'm fine."
Pagan glanced in the direction Nora had vanished. "She's a good woman. You're very lucky to have
someone like that who's willing to appreciate you for what you are."
Ewan nodded in agreement. "That she is."
"Are you to marry her?"
He shook his head. "She's not meant for me."
Pagan scoffed at him. "Then who is she meant for, Ewan? I can't imagine any other man showing her the
patience you do. I for one would go mad if I had to tolerate her tongue for any length of time."
Ewan snarled at him.
Pagan grinned at his reaction. "There's what I expected from you. You'll tolerate no one to insult her.
Sounds like love to me."
Ewan grimaced at his words. "You know nothing of it."
"True enough. I know naught of Cupid's arrow and have no wish to be educated. But if I were ever to
be stricken by his machinations, I don't think I could just let go of the one who held my interest and see
her in another's arms. I only know how to fight for what I want."
"And have you ever had to?"
He turned darkly serious, his eyes glacial, and in that moment Ewan was glad he wasn't facing the man in
battle. There was something very deadly and sinister about Pagan. "Every day of my life."
Ewan's mind flashed to the sight of Isobail rushing toward her lover. The two of them had embraced and
kissed.
Dumbfounded, he had watched them until his anger spurred him to attack.
Night after night, he had lain awake wishing he had beaten the knight that day. That he had continued to
fight until the man killed him.
But he'd been too heartbroken to breathe.
Thank you, Ewan, Isobail had said coldly, her eyes icy as she regarded his beaten and bloody form.
Without you, I'd still be locked in the Highlands with no hope of ever seeing Gilbert again .
Her lover had thanked him then, never knowing what Isobail had promised Ewan if he would help her,
and the two of them had laughed as Gilbert's men escorted him out.
In the end, he had consoled himself with the knowledge that a woman so faithless and cruel, who could
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use her body to lure both him and Kieran, would never be true to the knight. Gilbert would come to learn
her as they had.
God have mercy on him then.
Ewan sighed.
Life was ever confusing to him. Nora wasn't faithless. He knew that. She'd never used her body to get
her way.
But she had given herself to him.
How he wished he had one of his brothers there to talk to.
Nay, he wished he had Kieran there to talk to.
His gut twisted as he remembered the last time they had been together.
"She doesn't love you!"
"She loves me, Kieran. Accept it."
They had fought like lions, trying to shred each other until Braden had come between them and pried
them apart.
"You are brothers!" Braden had snapped. "Would you let a woman come between you?"
Ewan had wiped the blood from his face and glared angrily at Kieran. "You've never loved any woman
more than a few weeks. You can have any woman you want. But Isobail loves me. Can't you leave us in
peace?"
"How could you ask that after what you've done? She was to be my bride, and you went behind my
back to have her. You're not a man, Ewan, you're a sniveling coward."
They had fought more until Lochlan had removed Kieran from the room.
That night, Isobail had come to him and told him that she was leaving.
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