The Barefoot Bride
“Dread flooding his veins, Saxon stared at the black pillar of smoke rising above the treetops. He drove Hagen onward unmercifully, but when the horse began to tire and falter, Saxon leaped from his back and ran the rest of the way up the steep, rocky cliff. He charged up an endless path, horrendous fear twisting through him. The smoke was thicker now; its acrid smell burned his nostrils as he neared the area where Chickadee lived.Nothing could have prepared him for the sight that met his eyes. ...The cabin was burning furiously, but not even the fires of hell could have kept him from rushing inside in search of Chickadee. Flames licked at his coat, his sleeve began to burn, but all he knew was the panic that seared him at the sight of Chickadee lying in the far corner of the room, bound and gagged.The fire formed an almost solid sheet of flames around her. He burst through it, almost falling when he tripped over a man's body. Ignoring the corpse, he slung Chickadee over his shoulder and made a mad dash for the door.MoreLess
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