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“What are you doing here?” he asks in an accented tone.
“I…” I start to say only to be interrupted by his next words.
“I’m not talking to you; I’m talking to her.” He states sarcastically raising his hand to point at me, “I’ll get to…” before he can finish his sentence, I am upon him, the finger he was pointing is bent over and he is crying out in pain. I am not going to let anyone talk to my woman like that, I don’t care who they are.
“Haldor!” I hear Druza call out in anger, “stop it, you are going to hurt him.” She has no idea how bad I want to hurt him, not only am I frustrated as hell but this fucker thinks its fine to berate my woman. I let go of his hand knowing that his finger and wrist are broken but he is lucky that, that is all that he will be walking away with.
“Duke,” she calls trying to step past me, but just the thought of her near this motherfucker has me wanting to stretch out and inflict more pain. Instead, I place my arm around her waist keeping her back which earns me a glare from her. “I’m so sorry, are you okay?”
“Okay?” Duke shrieks loudly sounding hysterical, “this…this,” he seems to have run out of words holding his hand against his chest, “just broke my hand.” The asshole is whining like a little girl, I can just imagine if I had done more. I grunt in annoyance which earns me an elbow to my ribs.
“Stop that,” Druza berates, her eyes flashing with anger.
“I need a doctor,” Duke complains, “you going to pay for this,” there are people approaching from where the camp is, they must have heard Duke’s shrieks and are coming to investigate. I would have rather left with Druza without anyone knowing, but now that we have been caught out I will have to confront the whole Gypsy camp by the sound of the approaching footsteps.
“What is going on here?” the man that was standing by Druza’s caravan earlier asks as he nears. When he sees Duke holding his hand to his chest which is already swelling his expression changes to one of anger.
“This asshole broke my hand,” Duke replies, now that the others are here, he seems to have found his words again. I take a step closer to him again which gets the reaction I was expecting. He immediately steps back behind two men that have accompanied the older man that is now facing me.
“Who are you?” the man asks as he lifts his hands to his waist.
“His name is Haldor, Papa.” Druza intervenes as she once again steps around me. Papa? This man is her father, great! I have never been good with people; this is the worst situation to be in if I want to be on her father’s good side.
“I wasn’t asking you Druza,” he says angrily, “I will deal with you later.” His threatening tone has me pulling her behind me again.
“And how do you think you are going to deal with her?” my question has him suddenly frowning, his anger clearly rising by the red flush on his face.
“By any way I deem fit, that is none of your business.” He replies angrily as he steps forward until he is a couple of steps away from us. “Druza, come here,” he orders.
My hand tightens on Druza’s waist as I feel her starting to step around me again. I hold her closer, “Let me go,” she whispers, “they will hurt you.”
“Druza isn’t going anywhere.” I reply
“Who do you think you are, coming onto private property and keeping Druza away from me?” he argues, the other six men behind him are now also commenting in anger.
“Looks like you have made friends,” Garth says sarcastically as he suddenly steps next to me.
“I’m guessing Druza is the girl standing behind you?” Eirik asks as he too comes to stand on my other side.
“Yes, she’s mine.” I state, which has Garth and Eirik looking at me in surprise.
“Are you crazy boy? My daughter would never be yours, she is to be married to Duke in two days time.” Druza’s father states angrily which has my gaze snap to Duke, If I knew he was the motherfucker she was going to marry I would have killed the son of a bitch.
“Look, how about we all calm down and discuss this?” Eirik intervenes trying to keep the peace, he knows that I will never give my mate up, that I will not leave here without her.
“I’m not discussing anything; you are all trespassing.” He says raising his hand as he points his index finger at me. “Let Druza go, or you will get hurt.” He threatens.
“Papa please,” I feel her hand on my back as she tries to step back, “they will go, you don’t need to hurt them.” Her voice is filled with dread, an emotion that I don’t want to hear from her.
“What are you doing with this man here all by yourself?” one of the men asks loudly.
“We were just talking; he was asking me for information.” Druza replies in agitation.
“Is that why he doesn’t want to let you go, because all you were giving him is information?” Another man intervenes sarcastically.
“Have you brought disgrace to our family?” her father roars angrily as he steps towards me, his hands rise in anger to try and push through me and Garth but to no avail, he will never get close to my woman. The only reason why he is still breathing is because he’s her father, because if he wasn’t he would be dead by now.
Eirik tries to pull him back but one of the other men jumps forward to punch Eirik. Ducking away from the man’s fist Eirik kicks out his leg and trips the man. “Stay down, I don’t want to hurt you.” He orders.
