She swallowed. "Well, maybe you'd rather I'd accused Ewen of rape?" If only she had made that happy choice. Succeeded, at the very least, in kissing the Wolf.
"Not exactly.Then I'd have had to kill him."
"Kill … ?"
"It's what I said, isn't it?"
"I know. But … it just… " Was precisely what she'd been leading that army here to do. "Look, I just found it difficult, that's all. The thought of him. Of—of me. Of marriage. Of … of having to make this work for the sake of both our clans with a man as difficult as him." He was not the only thing that was difficult. If she did not explain this she'd be dead in her tracks. How difficult would that be? As for getting to the rest of thistomorrow? Her heart sank further. Go back to McDunnagh Castle? Were her hair notplastered like soddenrat tails
