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left an imprint of himself on her, and she did not want it to ever go away.
    “We will find Patience as well.”
    “Patience,” Emma said on a long sigh. “I think more of Heather than Patience when she could be captured by now herself.” She almost laughed at the thought.
    “Your eyes worry, yet you grin.”
    “If by chance Patience has been taken, they will return her fast enough.”
    Rogan grinned along with her. “She does not epitomize her namesake?”
    She laughed lightly. “Heather and I agree that Mum must have instinctively given her that name, aware that it was a trait she would be in dire need of learning.”
    “And she has not been successful thus far?”
    Emma laughed again. “Not even close. Father swears there is not a man alive strong enough or foolish enough to wed her. And any man that has shown interest usually loses it as soon as she begins to best him in almost everything.”
    “It sounds as though there is no need to worry about her,” he said, hoping to quell her fears about one sister at least.
    “That is true. She is probably more concerned as to how I am faring than her own fate.”
    “Patience must have had confidence in you since she sent you off on your own to get me.”
    Emma scrunched her brow. “Patience did not quite send me.”
    “What does that mean? She either did or did not. Was someone else supposed to come for me? Bloody hell, did you usurp your sister’s orders?”
    “I had no choice and since I was the only one left with authority, I did what needed to be done.”
    “Make a foolish decision,” he argued.
    She jabbed, in the air, at him. “Foolish or not. It was mine and mine alone to make. It got us what we needed—help.”
    “It could have cost you your life.”
    “But it didn’t.”
    “You will listen and follow my orders or else,” he snapped.
    “Or else what?” she challenged with a smile rather than anger.
    He had not expected a smile, a teasingly challenging one at that. And he bloody well had not expected his body to react to it. It was like a punch in the gut, stealing his breath, robbing him of words and of all things, arousing him. Then suddenly, without thought, words shot from his mouth like an arrow from a bow, and once released could not be drawn back. “I will show you just how dishonorable I can be.”

Chapter Seven
    Emma stared at Rogan’s back as he left her side to ride ahead and join the warrior who had replaced Liam as their tracker. What exactly had he meant that he would show her how dishonorable he could be? And why did his threat feel as if it lit a spark inside her?
    You want him to touch you.
    She cringed at the sinful thought. He was Heather’s intended. She had no right to think such fanciful thoughts or have improper feelings. He spoke of punishment and she foolishly took it as passion.
    Heather . She had to concentrate on Heather. They would find her, and she and Rogan would wed and have beautiful babies and a happy life together. While she, Emma, would live her life out with her father, seeing to the land and the livestock and tending the ill. It was her lot and she had to accept it.
    Emma raised her glance to the heavens while stifling a sigh and realized that the sky was gray, though no heavy clouds lingered. It would be an overcast day with a slight chill to it. A few weeks into spring and the weather had proven unpredictable, warm one day, chilly the next and a few nights of shivering cold. She was glad winter had left them, though she had been more pleased that she had paid close attention to the signs as to how the approaching winter would be. With heavy fog in August, the pine cones growing larger than usual, the animals’ coats thickening early and the bees gathering heavily in the trees having warned of a cold winter, she had made sure the clan had been prepared.
    She had ordered the last of the crops to be harvested early and was glad of it when a few nights later it had turned bitter cold. They would have lost