Highland Rogues Book 3
Stealing brides is a tradition…
In the Highlands, strength is the currency of choice and if you can’t protect what is yours, be prepared to pay a ransom.
Annis is a prize. Born of a royal blood line, the fact that she’s illegitimate isn’t really important. With her mother gone, her kin barter her and send her off to Scotland where her husband’s family is eager to see her produce heirs to their line with impeccable lineage.
Rolfe Munro is sick unto death of the topic of marriage. His marriage is one everyone seems to have an opinion of. So, when his father offers him the chance to escape the Munro stronghold for a bit, Rolfe happily takes the chore! But he knows it’s only a brief respite.
Duty is the other currency of the Highlands. He’s the son of the laird, and he’ll have to settle down or risk leaving the clan in a fight when he dies.
Still, he’s not ready to steal a bride. Even when his fool cousin takes one and needs rescuing. Rolfe isn’t going to get involved beyond making sure his cousin survives. That’s his plan. And it’s a firm one. At least until he lays eyes on Annis. Rolfe has seen his share of pretty women.
Annis is different. Her allure is something he can’t put into words, or ignore it would seem.
By the time he escorts them to his cousin’s stronghold, all Rolfe is thinking about is how to steal Annis away.