All Fired Up

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Blood spattered the fair cheeks and wheat-colored braids of Chieftain Alrik Gunn’s new bride, but Dagny remained the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

And the most deceitful.

If not for her clansmen restraining him, he would have slipped his hands around her pale throat and squeezed the last breath from her conniving, false-hearted body.

The acrid smoke billowing from the longhouses stung his eyes. His ears rang with the cries of his clansman as they fell to Dagny’s men. But it was the sight of his mother and little sister huddled under sword point near the lifeless bodies of his da and brother that shredded his soul. Chieftain or not, there was only so much a man could take.

“Do not do this, Dagny.” He addressed his bride with a steady voice, hiding his struggle to shut out the chaotic raid around him. He labored to hold the composure expected of a clan chieftain. She would not get the satisfaction of weakening him.

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