His Magick Touch

Scotland, Inner Hebrides – 1587 SorchaвЂTMs husband is easily the meanest cur alive. He blamed her for every misfortune that befell his clan since he took her to wife four years past. And now the bastard is determined to kill her. If she were half the witch he accused her of being, then she might possess the power to save herself, but Da had ousted her grandmum from the clan before she taught Sorcha the Pagan ways. She is certain of only one thing—if she lives long enough to become a widow, she will never take another husband. Keiran, the Falconer of Barra, knew he and Sorcha were worlds apart in station—he, the son of a crofter, and she, the eldest daughter of the chieftain—but heвЂTMd spent the past seven years of his life trying to change his stars. Everything heвЂTMd done had been for her. HeвЂTMd fought and killed for the clan and learned the Pagan ways, for her. And now that heвЂTMd saved her life and took her pain away, the foolish wench accused him of doing it all for the chieftainship. Will KeiranвЂTMs gentle touch crush the last of her resistance? Or will SorchaвЂTMs husband hunt her down and kill her before she discovers the depth of KeiranвЂTMs love? Originally published in the Mammoth Book of Scottish Romance.