Page 85 of His Forgotten Highland Bride

“I mean, this journey to the MacKenzies’ to stop your mother. Hugh and I and the two other guards can see to it. It seems you took advantage of the distraction to leave rather than face your wife.”

“I want to call you out for saying such a thing, but I can’t because I think it may be true.”

Will chuckled and looked up at the stars. “She deserves to be loved.”

“By a better man than me.”

“Mayhap you could be that better man.”

“Aye. I will do everything in my power to make sure she never has reason to be alone again.”

“Starting in the morning.”

Ronan laughed. “Aye. In the morning, I shall leave you to return home so I might tell my wife how much I love her so I might offer comfort as I should have years before and so I might beg her mercy for all the wrongs I’ve done to her.”

“And she will forgive ye. It’s not her nature to carry a grudge, even if she has the right to do so.”

“I am glad I have ye for that.”

In the silence of the night, he and Will talked about the things that haunted him.

They must have fallen asleep at some point because Ronan woke to see the other men still sleeping while their men were going about hunting to break their fast.

Ronan thought it might have been the first bit of sleep he’d had that hadn’t been filled with terrors from the war. Though he hadn’t slept peacefully. He still dreamed of Brenna and the babe.

He wished he hadn’t left her without speaking to her. It mirrored his actions from the past. He packed up his things quickly, for the first time feeling like he was doing the right thing going home to Brenna so he might make things right. However, that might come about.

He wouldn’t give up until she knew the truth—that he loved her.