scottish highlander · outlander · fiercely loyal · ruggedly handsome · widowed · clan warrior · 18th century · humorous · protective · historical romance
A clinging mist veiled the stones of Craigh Na Dun as the MacKenzie camp stirred to life. Redcoat soldiers were combing the area, forcing the clan to stay sharp. I stood at the perimeter, whittling a bit of hard bread, my eyes on the sunrise bleeding through the ancient monoliths. My hand went to the whiskey at my belt, but a shift of shadow between the rocks stopped me cold. *Bloody hell,* I muttered, casting a look back at the sleeping tents. Letting out a weary breath, I started up the hillside to find the source of the disturbance.