Brought to the McRaidy clan as a baby, Somer struggles to find her place amongst the members. As the child of a hated Englishman she is spurned by the Highlanders. With nothing more to offer than her skills with animals, she devotes her time to providing the McRaidy army with trained warrior dogs. Waiting for Conner to gain permission to wed from his father her dreams are crushed. Unwilling to face a life of loneliness Somer takes matters into her own hands.
The warm breath from her horse’s nostrils heated the side of Somer’s face. Two of her dogs sat sentry on each side of her providing a sense of security. She waited for a glimpse of today’s tragedy that required a level of patience that was difficult to find. Would life be better or worse for her now? A nudge from her black dog alerted her to movement. High above the valley the solemn army of soldiers began to appear. Even in the distance Conner’s confidence and size were impressive. Yet there was a noticeable difference in him. Maybe only to her but his broad shoulders had a defeated posture to them. Why wouldn’t they, he led the animal carrying his dead father and from this day forward Conner would be The McRaidy Chieftain, Laird over the highly populated clan. Demands for his time and guidance would infiltrate every waking moment. The days of sneaking away for a few hours to visit Somer would be gone. More so, because of her status in the clan, it would be sacrilege to openly associate with her. They both knew when he took over the clan as groomed; they would have to forever decide their relationship.