CHAPTER 112

Then she made her move. She turned abruptly and thrust the fire torch into Cameron’s face. His howl of pain was instantaneous. At the exact moment of his cry, Rachael let out a war cry that rivaled any Caleb had ever heard.

She drew her sword, tore off her cloak, and ran for the stake. Caleb stared in disbelief as McDonald soldiers swarmed over the walls, dropping down, swords in hands.

The wife and clan he’d vowed was not his own had come to save him.

“Are you strong enough to fight?” Rachael yelled as she slashed at the bonds securing him to the stake.

“Aye, I can fight.” He wasn’t dead yet and he’d be damned if he let his wife risk everything for naught.

She disappeared before he had fully loosened himself from the ropes. He caught sight of her engaged in battle a short distance away but before he could think to aid her, he dodged a sword and rolled away, barely surviving with his head.

The first order of business was to find a sword. Caleb dodged again when one of Cameron’s men sl