“Six days later, two full days after her food supplies had run out, Loretta rode onto the plateau that overlooked Hunter’s village.… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Throwing a frightened glance at the wagons, she threw herself across his body. “Don’t shoot!” Her scream pierced the air. “Don’t shoot,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“At noon the following day, the Comanches crested the rise above the Masters farm and drew in their horses, well out of… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“As he turned her face to study her, he said, “You have more courage than you have strength, Yellow Hair. It is… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Do you deny that your song says your yellow-hair must come to you? You took me home and taught me how to… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You do not lie so good, Yellow Hair. Your eyes make big talk against you. But that is okay. We have had… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I thank you for that, Loretta. It was mighty fine, and even if you don’t never marry me, I’ll have it to… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“ Trust. It was easier said than done. For a moment Loretta struggled, unable to make up her mind. Chase Kelly Wolf.… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“What if there was an Indian attack? What if I--” She turned her head to study him. “I might look down the… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Hunter bent his head and pressed his face against her hair. The next instant she felt his lips on her neck. She… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Loretta encircled his waist with her arms and pressed her cheek against his chest, inhaling the scent of his skin, loving it.… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Loretta reached him and dropped to her knees, trying to gather him into her arms. Dead weight. She couldn’t lift him. Blood,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“My song says I will one day leave my people. I am Comanche. Without them, I will be as nothing, Blue Eyes.”… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“From the moment she had stepped out from her wooden walls, the path ahead of him had been clearly marked, but he… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Loretta’s shoulders slumped in defeat. With numb hands she lowered the rifle to the dirt. A nasty grin twisted Hunter’s mouth. “So… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Swift Antelope caught Hunter’s arm before he could go inside his mother’s lodge. “Hunter, about the little yellow-hair.” “Yes, what about her?”… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Lowering his hand to her belly, he pressed his palm against her spasm-stricken muscles and kneaded away the tightness. She felt like… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Loretta awoke shortly after dawn, alone in a cocoon of fur. She had only the haziest memory of Hunter carrying her to… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I am Comanche, yes? A mo-cho-rook , cruel one. This is what you run from? A heathen. A man who will beat… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Bear fat for the burn. You will lie on your face.” Their gazes locked, laughter still shimmering in his. Seconds dragged by,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Stand, Blue Eyes,” he told her gently. She tipped her head back. Tears shimmered on her cheeks. “I’ll do anything, Hunter. I’ll… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Amy caught his arm. “Will you make that boy go away?” Hunter pried her fingers loose and rose. “Swift Antelope is my… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“It seemed to Hunter that every time he turned around, Bright Star hovered nearby, fluttering her lashes and blushing, making such an… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Thank you for bringing me home. My heart will sing a song of friendship when I think of you, Hunter--for always into… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“While he finished his meal, Loretta consoled herself by hugging her knees, acutely aware that he watched her. A meadowlark warbled nearby,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You make a smile inside me, that is why I want you. The way a man wants his wife.” He ran a… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“From the hilltop Loretta watched the lone man walking toward her from the village. Relief flooded through her when she recognized Hunter’s… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Hunter was sitting under a brush arbor, tossing dice with several men, when Blackbird came tearing up the path between the lodges,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Loh-rhett-ah is here, eh?” Hunter reached to take Loretta’s hand, pulling her close to the bed. “Her heart has been laid upon… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You will go from this place with me, walk in my footsteps?” A strained silence settled between them. “Oh, yes, Hunter, yes.”… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I will not lift my blade against you.” “But what if you didn’t know? What if you went on a raid and… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“On the eighth day of Hunter’s absence, along toward dusk, Loretta heard a distant yodeling sound and glanced up from Maiden’s cooking… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Do you love me, Hunter? Truly love me?” “I have great love for you.” “Then take me away from here,” she whispered… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“What did you say?” Henry grated. “I said shut up , Henry.” Rachel’s voice was still soft, but the glint in her… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“To the west, the sinking sun was a red orb, streaking the evening sky with wisps of dark gray and pink. Loretta… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“How dare you!” she cried. “Of all the-- You arrogant, simple-- Oh, never mind! Just you understand this ! Amongst my people,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I’d like to be friends again--truly I would.” “Then it will be so.” He nuzzled her ear. “But Hunter, don’t you see?… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“In the dim light he could see tears shimmering on her pale cheeks. He bent his head to catch their saltiness with… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Angry wasn’t the word to describe Loretta’s frame of mind. She wasn’t just furious, but horribly hurt as well. That terrified her.… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Would you please let go? It is my foot, you know.” “And you are my woman.” She threw her head back and… — 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
