Page 61 of The Highlander's Virgin Nun
“Dinnae share the plan with anyone. The men who will accompany us, merely tell them they are needed to distract the guards at the Abbey. Dinnae say a word about the attack. But let the clansfolk ken about our journey, which day we’re leavin’ and which route we’re takin’. Make sure that word gets out quickly. Iwantthese assassins to find me this time.”
“Aye, Me Laird. Certainly.”
Jayden turned to leave the room, ready and eager to get their plan into motion, but was almost pushed back into the room by Alexandra, who threw the door open and charged towards her brother.
“Caelan Moore!” she growled, stomping right up to his desk and slamming her hands down on the hardwood.
“I’ll leave ye two to it,” Jayden muttered, slipping out of the study and away from her wrath.
“What the hell have ye done?”
CHAPTERTWENTY-FOUR
“Alexandra, sit down.”
“I will do nay such thing!”
Alexandra’s face was red. The veins in her arms strained against her soft, pale skin, and her chest heaved with every furious breath. Caelan had rarely seen her like this, but this was another consequence of his decision to send Rosaline away.
Still, he did not regret it.
“It wasnae safe for her, Alexandra.”
He had never raised his voice to his sister, but he felt it was needed in the moment. She had to hear him out, take him seriously. He had not sent his wife away out of spite.
“Ye dinnae even ken that braither of hers! He left her in that Abbey for years. Ye ken what she went through, and I’m sure he does too. How could ye trust him to keep her any safer than we would?”
“He didnae ken, Alexandra.”
“Ye believe that, do ye?”
Caelan leaned back in his chair, and Alexandra finally sat down. He tried to reason with her, to be as honest with her as he had been with Conall, but she would not be convinced.
“Alexandra, calm down and listen to me. I am yer Laird,” he demanded.
“I ken ye are under great threat, Caelan, but that doesnae mean that she is too. Killin’herwillnae earn them the Lairdship, only an enemy.”
“Aye, it will,” Caelan barked.
He had not wanted his sister to find out this way. He had imagined how overjoyed and excited she would be when she finally learned she would become an aunt. But life was not always so magical.
“What do ye mean?” Alexandra croaked, realization already dawning on her face.
“She is with child.”
Alexandra sagged in her chair, as if she had received a harsh blow. She placed a hand over her heart and raised the other to her mouth, but it quickly fell to her lap.
“How could ye?” she gasped.
“What do ye mean, Alexandra? We need an heir—ye kenned that was the point all along.”
Alexandra shook her head, disbelief written all over her face. “Ye put an heir in her belly, and then ye sent her away. Made her as much of a target as yerself, and then shipped her off.”
“Alexandra!” Caelen shouted, putting an end to her insolence and ensuring she knew he would accept it no longer. “She will be safer there. They willnae be able to track her braither down, and he has assured me that he will look after her. I’m goin’ to deal with the threat and make it safe here. Then, I am goin’ to bring her back.”
Alexandra pushed her chair back and shot up to her feet, before flipping her skirts behind her and marching to the door.
“Ye bloody well better, Caelan, and ye better do it fast. I think ye have made a grave mistake here, and if that girl bears the brunt of it, I will never forgive ye.”
