Pride of Lions by Suzanne Barclay

A BLOOD FEUD HAD RULED HER LANDS FOR MORE YEARS THAN ANYONE COULD REMEMBER

And Allisun Murry, chieftain of her clan, would not rest until her murdered kin were avenged. Yet the sight of Hunter Carmichael as he rode from the midst of her enemies gave her pause. For the King's man had proven his bravery in the face of certain death, and captured her unsuspecting heart.

Allisun Murry stirred Hunter's blood in a way no woman had before. For the magnificent beauty was living proof that ancient warrior queens had once roamed the Scottish hills. Yet would a woman so hell-bent on vengeance ever willingly lay down her sword and give in to the passions that now raged between them?

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