Not all scars are visible…
Donnan Ross, a friend of Padraig Anderson, is headed home from battle bearing more scars than a man should. He discovers that his father is dying, and his brother has left the family with hefty debts to pay. Beyond frustrated, Donnan retreats to a life of a hermit while spies infiltrate the Highlands and take "disloyal" folks as captives.
A powerful laird offers Donnan's father the opportunity to erase the family's debt in exchange for helping him find his missing daughter. A woman that some claim has fallen in love with one of the enemy.
Donnan remembers the laird's daughter only too well. Fenella, they called her. A headstrong mouthy Highland lass. No one told Donnan that Fenella was involved with the spies. No one told him she'd blossomed into such a beauty.
Now, Donnan has a difficult decision to make.
Fenella is not the type to fall for traitors, nor is she naïve to the ways of the world. She is not enamored with one of the enemy, but her wish to serve her clan has dropped her in hot water. And, now the bitter recluse of a man she remembers from childhood thinks the worst of her. And she doesn't care. But why is she so bothered, then?