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An Ellora’s Cave Romantica Publication

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The Last Warrior

ISBN # 9781419909702

Edited by Jaynie Ritchie.

Photography and cover art by Les Byerley.

Electronic book Publication: March 2007

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permission from the publisher, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.® 1056 Home Avenue, Akron OH 44310-

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This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales

is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the authors’ imagination and used fictitiously.

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S – ENSUOUS

E – ROTIC

X – TREME

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The following material contains graphic sexual content meant for mature readers. This story has been

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T HE L AST W ARRIOR

L.A. Day

Trademarks Acknowledgement

The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the

following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:

Google: Google, Inc.

Levi’s: Levi Straus & Co.

Pemmican: GFI Holdings, Inc.

Scooby Doo: Hanna Barbera Productions, Inc.

Victoria’s Secret: V Secret Catalogue, Inc.

Author Note

The Yahi Indian tribe appeared to have vanished completely by the early 1900s,

although there is some debate as to the exact date. Ishi, believed to be the last surviving

Yahi, died in 1916. It has since been discovered he was of mixed heritage. Although the

Yahi were a sub-group of the Yanas, much of their customs and beliefs are forever lost. I

have embellished some of their beliefs for a creative story.

The Last Warrior

Chapter One

Candy-kissed nail polish enhanced the toe nudging the almost naked man lying on

her floor. Groaning, he rolled onto his back. Her dreams had not done justice to this

face. Deathly pallor couldn’t detract from a face so rawly masculine. Long, sooty lashes

bathed high, prominent cheekbones in shadows. A proud, slightly long, hawkish nose

softened by sensual lips currently grimaced in pain. No, her dreams had not done

justice to this man. Neither had they revealed the fact that he was of Native American

descent and had a large bleeding wound on his side. Tara Montgomery gasped at the

agony so deeply embedded in the dark eyes she glimpsed fleetingly.

Dropping to a knee at his side, Tara brushed the long black hair from his face before

laying the back of her hand to his forehead. His flesh was feverishly hot and pale

beneath her fingers. “What happened to you? You’ve obviously lost a lot of blood,” she

muttered to herself. Lunging to her feet, she dashed to the bathroom to run cold water

on a rag. Tara returned quickly to his side, she hadn’t brought him here to allow him to

die. Fever-bright eyes fluttered once again and he muttered incoherently when the cold

rag touched his skin. One hand reached up and grazed her arm, his eyes narrowed.

With a strangled moan, his arm dropped and his head lulled to the side.

Her trembling fingers covered her lips. “What should I do now?” Examining his

injury, she found it was red, irritated, coated with dried blood but the center still oozed

fresh blood. Taking him to a hospital seemed a likely solution but therein lay a host of

problems. She didn’t know his name, where he was from or any other pertinent

personal info. Okay, the hospital was out, for now anyway.

“There’s no time to waste.” She wasn’t a woman who depended on anyone else.

She could handle this. A healing spell seemed her best hope. Running quickly to her

supply chest, she withdrew five anointed, virgin candles, a bloodstone and her healing

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