“Don’t even think it, Loretta Jane.” “That’s Hunter out there, Uncle Henry.” “You don’t know that. You wanna part with you hair,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“This Comanche has no wish for a herd of wives. One is sure enough plenty trouble.” “Are you saying I make your… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Warrior, she’s going under!” Warrior snatched a handful of the child’s dripping hair and pulled her up for air. Giving his head… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Please,” Tom whispered. “There’s other gals you can steal. Don’t take this one. Let her go home to her family.” Breaking off,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“At the edge of the village, Loretta saw a group of men milling, their horses ground-tied and outfitted for travel. “Are those… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Hunter grew amused, watching Loretta. When she threw him an accusing glance, he noted that her pupils had flared until her irises… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Don’t even think it, Loretta Jane.” “That’s Hunter out there, Uncle Henry.” “You don’t know that. You wanna part with you hair,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I would like to make arrangements with you--to take her as my wife. Not right away, of course. When she grows old… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Strong is right?” “Well, yes, I suppose you could say that.” “You say a woman cannot be bought. I say she can.… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“As Red Buffalo disappeared into the darkness, Hunter’s hand, which was riding Loretta’s thickened waist, tightened. He glanced down, his brows lifting… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Go into the house, Aunt Rachel,” Loretta called. “Why? What is it?” “I’m not sure. He comes in anger.” “You come with… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Why are we camped so far from the others?” she asked, striving to keep her voice calm. A fire had leapt to… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“While she prayed, she listened--for Hunter, for some telltale sound that he was indeed out there, as she sensed he was. She… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Ah, Blue Eyes.” His voice, muffled against her neck, went raw with emotion. “I made no tricks against you. My heart sings… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Hunter! Take me with you! I love you!” she called. “I didn’t mean it! I didn’t mean it!” He remained there, his… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“A decision had been reached, and Loretta had the feeling she wasn’t going to like it. Hunter secured the bearskin flap so… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“ Mea-dro , let’s go.” Loretta gave Tom’s neck a final hug and eased herself out of his embrace. She tried to… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“The night wind whispered, rattling the bark on the roof. She strained her ears. A footstep? A rustle of leather? She set… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Please, Hunter, please, I wouldn’t ask if I had anyone else to turn to. I thought you were my friend.” Hunter studied… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“He shaded his brow against the sun. Up on the plateau, he could see the distinct silhouette of a white woman on… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Strangling fear surged up his throat. Amy, skirts flying, blond hair a gleaming target, was running in a straight line for the… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Grasping her chin, Hunter dug his fingertips and thumb into her cheeks. When at last her jaws parted, he held the canteen… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You cannot escape me. You are here. That is the way of it.” Glancing toward the door and the horrors she knew… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“An hour later he lay awake beside Loretta, staring at the firelight that played upon the walls of his lodge. Red Buffalo’s… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Go into the house, Aunt Rachel,” Loretta called. “Why? What is it?” “I’m not sure. He comes in anger.” “You come with… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You say it, and I will do it.” Confusion played upon her face. “What?” “You say to me how.” Scarlet dotted her… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I think it’s plumb loco, that’s what!” The paddle thunked rhythmically against the sides of the tub, making such a din that… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Come here, little one.” “I want to go back.” He hoped she stood there arguing for a time. “Obey your husband.” She… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You are dee-lish-us. Like sunshine, eh?” Unnerved by the gleam that had stolen into his eyes, Loretta caught hold of his hand… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“When at last Hunter drew back for air, his dark eyes were cloudy with tenderness. He smiled a slow, thoughtful smile and,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“What did the Great Ones expect of him? Would the girl die if he pressed onward? And if he took her home… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“They would find their way west, just as the prophecy had foretold. She knew they would. The Comanche nation was doomed. There… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Good-bye, my friend,” she whispered. As if he had heard her, Hunter reappeared alone on the rise. Bringing his stallion to a… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“When everyone had been dispatched, he turned to Loretta, one dark eyebrow cocked, his indigo eyes twinkling with laughter. “One wife and… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Before she thought it through, she rose on her tiptoes and pressed her lips against his in what she intended to be… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“So we go to fight, do we?” “I go.” “Then we go with you.” Hog fastened his gaze on the huddled shape… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Less than ten minutes after they left the stream, Loretta began to nod and felt herself slumping. She jerked upright and blinked.… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Hunter, I have no brothers. You are my brother. My wife is dead. My child is dead. My parents are dead. Must… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You wish to go?” His jaw felt hard and warm. “I--yes, I wish to go.” He moved her hand from his cheek… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“The snake writhed and hissed as Hunter lifted it from the pallet. For a moment he held it aloft. Then he looked… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You’d better keep her tied.” “Why?” A yawn stretched Hunter’s dark face. “Because she’s looking skittish.” “She’s naked.” Sheathing his knife, Hunter flopped on… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I have such great love for you, little one. Such great love.” “I love you just as much, Hunter. I thought I’d die when… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Blue Eyes, you will say yes to me?” “Tonight? Now?” “Yes, tonight. Before this time between us passes.” When she sat, silent, watching, Hunter… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“My heart is filled with great love for you,” he whispered. Tears sprang to Loretta’s eyes. She couldn’t name the emotion that caused them,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I’m in no need of matrimony, Father. I still have my honor.” Hunter jerked her to his side and, in an ominously even voice,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You know, I should start thinking on names. I have to be over two months gone. A name is important. Especially for this baby.”… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“As he tightened his embrace around her, he knew he'd made the right choice. He held the whole world in his arms.” — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You will tell your sons and daughters about me, yes?” Hunter wished he could weep, but the tears were dammed behind his lids, aching… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Speaking of pits in plum pudding, do you remember your sister’s first attempt? Your grandfather broke off his only remaining tooth trying to eat… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You ever seen what they do to a captive white woman? If you ask me, them Injuns got exactly what was coming to ’em.”… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I would like to make arrangements with you--to take her as my wife. Not right away, of course. When she grows old enough.” The… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“ Toquet , it is well, little one. It is finished, eh?” She panted, tossing her head. “It h-hurts!” “It will pass,” he assured… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
