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Highland Moon #3 (BBW Scottish Werewolf Shifter Romance): Highland Moon, #3
Highland Moon #3 (BBW Scottish Werewolf Shifter Romance): Highland Moon, #3
Highland Moon #3 (BBW Scottish Werewolf Shifter Romance): Highland Moon, #3
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Highland Moon #3 (BBW Scottish Werewolf Shifter Romance): Highland Moon, #3

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Muira's laird and love is free, but their dreams of happiness are mired by her lingering doubts and the call of war. Servants and lairds alike warn her that all is not right with her true love and his ways. She can't shake the possibility they are right, but his alluring eyes lead her onward down the path of sin and lust. However, what can't be ignored is the neighboring clans as they learn of the death of the old laird and attempt to usurp the power of the new one. Muira's laird is forced to play his hand to save the frantic villagers against a small army that marches on his lands. She prays for his success, but Muira is left to wonder to what god she prays for her laird's good health.

The Highland Moon series is an episodic serial with cliffhangers and sensual fun.

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Release dateDec 29, 2015
ISBN9781524285418
Highland Moon #3 (BBW Scottish Werewolf Shifter Romance): Highland Moon, #3
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Mac Flynn

A seductress of sensual words and a lover of paranormal plots, Flynn enjoys writing thrilling paranormal stories filled with naughty fun and hilarious hijinks. She is the author of numerous paranormal series that weave suspense, adventure and a good joke into a one-of-a-kind experience that readers are guaranteed to enjoy. From long adventure novels to tasty little short-story treats, there's a size and adventure for everyone.Want to know when her next series comes out? Join The Flynn newsletter and be the first to know! macflynn.com/newsletter/Also check out her website at macflynn.com for listings and excerpts of all of her books!

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    Highland Moon #3 (BBW Scottish Werewolf Shifter Romance) - Mac Flynn

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    Iswept through the cold, dark passages of Campbell Castle and hurried to my Laird Tristan’s room. Leod waited where he had promised beside the door to my laird’s chambers. He smiled and bowed his head to me as I ran breathlessly up to him.

    My lady has done a great service to my master, he thanked me.

    I smiled at him. No more than he would do for me, I replied.

    Leod grinned and nodded his head. Aye, aye, Master Tristan would do anything for my lady. Would my lady wish to rest while she waits for my master?

    I would like that very much, I agreed.

    The hour was past midnight, and the events of the night had caused a great strain on my mind and body. Leod guided me into the room and prepared the bed. The sheets were changed and tucked, and he stepped back.

    Leod will call you when my master commands it, he offered as he took his muddied cloak from my shoulders.

    My mind hearkened back to my purpose in being at the castle.

    But what of Aili? Or of Bean Lyel? They will want my services in only a few hours, I told him.

    Master Tristan will see to them. Leod swears it, he promised.

    Very well, I agreed.

    I climbed into the bed and lay my head down on one of the goose-down pillows. My exhaustion forced me into a deep sleep.


    My next waking moment occurred at the sound of a soft whisper. I stirred and my eyes fluttered open. My bleary vision beheld a dark angel who leaned over me with a bright smile. I blinked, and the angel became my lover. His dark eyes swept over me and a small smile slipped onto his lips.

    Good morn to you, my love, he whispered.

    My eyes widened and I sat up so violently that I nearly knocked my forehead against his chin. I flung aside the sheets that lay over me and swung my legs over the bed.

    Morn! Has Bean Lyel called me? Does Aili wish for my help? I asked my laird.

    He stepped back and chuckled. They won’t have the good fortune of your assistance.

    I felt the color drain from my face. My hands balled into fists in my lap and pulled at my dress as I looked into his face. Then I. . .have I been dismissed from your service?

    Laird Tristan stretched out his arm and brushed the back of his hand against my cheek. Such innocence. If I could bottle your loveliness I would keep it forever close to my heart.

    I blinked at him. Then I. . .I have not been dismissed?

    He grinned and shook his head. No. On the contrary, you have been promoted.

    Promoted? But I have not earned such- He pressed a finger to my lips.

    I won’t allow your modesty to dull the favor you performed for me last night, he told me. His finger slipped from my lips and he stepped back to perform a low bow to me. I am forever in your debt, my Lady, and for that I now grant you the favor of this promotion.

    Am I to serve you personally? I hoped.

    He chuckled and lifted his head so I could see his sparkling eyes. Very much so.

    I will be your chambermaid? I guessed.

    He straightened and offered me his arm. I must leave you in suspense for a few minutes longer, my love, but if you will follow me I will reveal to you your new position.

    I took his arm and he guided me towards the door. My eyes glanced at the floor and I covered my mouth with my free hand. The hem of my dress was caked in mud. The cloak had been too short to cover all that needed covered. I stopped and lifted my dress.

    I cannot go out in such a condition, I told my laird.

    Why not? he wondered.

    Because my dress would wound your pride, I pointed out. I tried to remove my arm from his, but he held me tight and pulled my side against him.

    Though you were naked you would bring me nothing but pride, he insisted. A lecherous smile slipped onto his red lips. However, I would be jealous of others who would see you in such a state.

    My laird, I beg leave of you to wash my- He shook his head.

    We haven’t time, and I insist you come hear what news I have, he commanded me.

    I bowed my head, and he led me into the passage. The bright light of day streamed into the hall from the window at the end and told me the hour neared nine. We reached the landing and I beheld Leod with his wife Bean Lyel. Her lips were pursed so tightly together that they were white, and when she looked up at us I glimpsed a flash of hatred aimed at me. Leod turned to us and his face was brightened by a smile.

    My lady! My master! he called to us. He moved to the foot of the stairs and bowed to us as we came down. All is arranged. Leod has called Lady Annabel and Laird Graham to the Anointed Hall.

    Very good. Have their carriage at the ready in case they should want to leave, Tristan ordered him.

    As you wish, my master, Leod agreed, and he hurried away to do his master’s bidding.

    We turned to Bean Lyel, and I blushed when I noticed her

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