ROMANCE: BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE: Tempted Pleasure (Bad boy Alpha Male Pregnancy Romance) (New Adult and College Contemporary Romance)

by Jane Price

  However, that could only mean one thing. Her eyes snapped open and she rolled out of the bed onto the floor once again. She looked at the wolf who was standing at attention in the corner looking at the door. The hair on the nape of his neck was standing straight up.

  “Rolki,” she whispered under her breath. He didn’t move however. “Rolki,” she hissed louder. Still nothing. With a swift punch to the stomach he shot upright swinging.

  “What,” he yelled and quickly adjusted to the situation. His eyes darted to see Karla on the ground and then snapped to his companion who had looked over at him waiting for direction. “What in the hell?” His voice trailed off as he glanced out the window.

  In the distance he could see a number of men that were approaching the house. They were clearly trying to be stealthy, but nothing could get past his guard dog. “It looks like your brothers came looking for you.” He slid onto the floor next to Karla. “And they brought friends.”

  “That must be my brother’s raid party. They’d do anything for him.” Rolki cracked his neck and deftly slipped back into his pants that were still laying on the floor.

  “Well I hope they’re ready to die for him.” Karla’s hand darted to his arm and held him back.

  “Don’t kill anyone, they’re just doing what they think is right.” Rolki shrugged off her hand and pulled his shirt over his head.

  “I do what needs to be done.” As he said this he crouch walked over to the door and peeked through the window that was just beside it. He turned back around to look at her and he held up his hand. “Stay here.” He turned to his wolf that was still standing at attention. “You’re with me, pup.” The wolf quickly ran to his side and stood next to him, also crouched. Karla had to admit it was impressive how well trained the dog was.

  He gently pushed the door open and slid hugged the wall of the house so that he was able to get behind his house without any of the Vikings approaching realizing he was headed there.

  Karla felt her pace quicken and was unsure exactly what to do, so she took a deep breath and listened to what was happening around her as she had done when she was in the forest just a day ago.

  She heard her brother’s voice in the distance and listened as he called out a few orders to the others. She also could hear the snarl of the dog out back and the sound of a log falling to the ground which must mean that Rolki is using his wood cutting axe as his weapon of choice. If it can cleave these trees, Karla didn’t want to see what it could do to her brother or the other people that she had grown up with.

  Karla quickly snapped into action and quickly pulled her clothes on, realizing that tearing her shirt may not have been the best option, but she quickly fixed it so that it looked like a mistake, not the result of being in the passionate moment.

  She grabbed her bow off the ground and snagged an arrow out of the quiver. Slamming open the door, she kneeled, pulled the bowstring back to her cheek, and fired in the direction of her brother.

  She heard the sound of her arrow connecting with wood and there was a brief moment of silence. And then, after a beat a voice called out for her.

  “Karla, it’s your brother. We’ve come to rescue you from this madman.” Almost immediately after that she heard Rolki shout back.

  “How am I the madman when you’re the one who shot at your sister?” Karla sat and listened intently for a response but it was only met with the snapping of twigs. “That’s what I thought. Your men didn’t know that did they?”

  Karla was surprised to see that her brother still didn’t respond but when she heard another twig snap she grabbed another arrow and fired it in that direction. It was met by a yelp, but she knew that she hadn’t connected with anyone.

  “I’m happy here and I’m not heading back with you, brother.” She heard a gasp from the distance, but her brother still did not answer. As she waited she felt Rolki’s hand on her shoulder. He had been able to creep up behind her without her even knowing. She looked back in the direction of her brother and shouted again. “Don’t you have anything to say for yourself?”

  “Are you truly happy?” Karla felt the air leave her lungs. That wasn’t the voice of her brother, but rather that of her father. “I know that man is a good man and if you staying allows us to all walk out of here alive then I will consider it a marriage proposal.” Karla looked back at Rolki who shouted into the woods.

  “If I am going to have your blessing Haygar I would want to see you say it, not merely hear it shouted at me from the trees.” As he said this a number of men stepped out from behind trees, Karla’s father being one of them. He walked towards them and Rolki met him first. They clasped hands and hugged for a moment before pulling away. “It has been too long, Haygar.”

  “I couldn’t agree more, Rolki.” Her father knelt down and pet the wolf that was now sitting and wagging its tail. “And it’s been so long since I’ve seen you too, pup.” Karla was shocked to see this unfold, but stepped forward to greet her father. He stood and embraced her. “Oh, Karla. This isn’t how this was supposed to go.”

  “I know, father. I’m sorry.” He laughed as they hugged and shook his head.

  “No, don’t be sorry. This is the best scenario. There will be no need for bloodshed and I know that you are in capable hands.” He leaned in and whispered then, “and now you’ll be even closer to the forest.” He winked and she looked up at him confused.

  Her father stepped back and looked hurt. “You think your mother and I didn’t know you would come to the woods?” He shrugged. “We figured we’d let you have your space and freedom. But we see where that got us.”

  He clapped his hands on the shoulders of both Rolki and Karla and turned around to face the warriors. “Well, if my daughter is getting married then there shall be a celebration.” He took the hand of his daughter and Rolki and began to walk back towards the village. “To the mead hall,” he exclaimed to the rancorous uproar of everyone present.

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  THE END