Leonce MacPherson became chieftain after an unknown Norman slaughtered his father and clansmen. For two years he’s raided Northumbria seeking vengeance while a dream woman promises the return of his great sword, stolen in the massacre.
After escaping an abusive father, Lady Hope Nevilles, unknowingly the Gifted MacKay of her generation, has lived with animals for friends in wild Northumbria. She longs to flee to her mother’s native Highlands and find a place away from capture and torture.
When her father steals Leonce’s son, Hope takes that as a sign to journey to the Highlands. She returns the boy and the great sword to Leonce, who recognizes her as his dream siren. Can he trick her into marriage? She has vowed to kill herself rather than submit to any man. Can she learn to trust? Will her father's sin haunt her future? When she learns the truth of her ancestry and gifted spirit from a clan enemy, will Leonce accept the news, or will distrust and jealousy doom their fragile union?
She tensed and locked her gaze on the powerfully corded muscles in the Highlander’s neck. Curses and zounds! She didn’t have the strength to win against such a brute on a good day. How could she possibly win while exhausted and fevered?
She glowered and punched his shoulder. “You may have won because I’m so cursed tired, Lion, but when you take me, you bloody well better keep me off my back.”
God’s bones, she must be delirious for she couldn’t know what she was inviting. Her speech intrigued him. She spoke Gaelic with a few English expletives tossed in. He wondered where an English lass would have learned Gaelic.
He slipped an arm beneath her bottom and supported her neck with his other hand. Her fevered brow pressed against his neck, and she went limp. He realized she had fainted.
Excitement flowed through him. His dream siren had finally come to him, and he wasn’t about to let her go.