“My chief wife will be a woman of my own blood.” He felt her stiffen and, seeking to mollify her, added, “You… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You are angry?” Her reply was frigid silence. “Blue Eyes, what wrong words have I said?” “What have you said?” Hunter frowned.… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“When at last she scooted over to him, Hunter experienced a feeling like none he had ever felt. It went beyond satisfaction,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
