Wilderness Trail of Love (American Wilderness Series Romance book 1)
““Jane? Where’s Jane?” he asked, panting heavily, barely able to speak. He vaguely remembered her falling from the horse.
“She’s just down the hill a wee bit. Get on George now and we’ll go to her,” Bear urged.
“Is she…?”
“She’s hurt, but Sam is tending to her.”
His heart nearly stopped and bile rose in his throat. “How bad?”
“She was not moving when I saw her, but I do na know.”
Stephen glared at Bomazeen lying beneath him, wanting to kill the bastard again for hurting Jane. Nearly faceless, the head was a pulpy, bloody mush. His eyes turned to the now red rock in his right hand. He held something evil. He slung the rock as far as he could throw it.
“Forget that Satan’s bastard,” Bear urged. “Jane needs our help now.”
Bear handed Stephen’s panting stallion over to him and then offered to tie a band of cloth around his bleeding arm, but he waved Bear off. Jane needed him. He leapt up on George and took off at a gallop.
“Jane, my God, Jane,”
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