The unforgettable frontier love story of the warrior who kidnaps a young English lady in the colonies and she finds ecstasy in his tender savage touch.



Katelyn Locke sets sail to America, her heart singing about her new life to be as a bride. She beholds America's virgin shores with wonder until her cowardly fiancé abandons her in the forest when they are attacked by Indians. In the first moments she faces her captor in terror.



The warrior Night Fox reaches out and touches her cheek. What fool would leave a treasure like this behind? He is bewitched by his tribe's newest captive. Her lustrous hair is red like the fox's, her silky skin reminds him of the yellow wildflower.



'I hate you because you kidnapped me, because you made your slave . . .' I hate you because I can't despise you the way I should.



He senses her surrender to his forbidden caress. Fox pulls her close, savoring the warmth of her damp skin beneath his touch. She trembles in his grasp, unable to tear her eyes from his. 'I hate you because you touch me.'



'Do not be afraid.'



No one has ever tried to comfort her, no one has ever cared. Why this man, she wonders, as she bends his head towards her. Why the enemy?