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village using the strange light.
    Callam followed. “It is dangerous for ye to be out alone this late. Where is yer husband? Where do ye live?” He hoped she wasn’t married, but most of the women in the village were.
    “I’m not married. Ah, I mean, he’s at home waiting for me. And I live over that way.” She pointed in a direction he knew no new tenants had moved into.
    Callam helped his brother and father lead the clan, and he kenned who was in the village. There was no way a beauty like this had moved in without his knowing.
    “Yeah, well, I gotta go. It’s been nice talking to you. I better get back home. To…my husband.” She smiled with perfect white teeth.
    Callam stood watching her for a moment. She was one of the worst liars he’d ever met. He was shocked though, because women never denied him. Everyone said if his face didn’t get them, then his charm would. He watched as she hurried down the hill until he heard the hooves of a horse coming from the direction of the keep.
    The woman didn’t seem to hear the rider. She kept walking like she was in her own world. He kenned he couldn’t let anything happen to this woman. He felt a compelling need to protect her. Callam saw the rider getting closer, and he ran after her and pulled her to the side as the rider passed them.
    “Thank you. I didn’t hear or see the horse.” She smiled up at him, and Callam moaned as his heart flipped. The horse was trotting back to them now and came to a stop before them. Callam stood and pulled his sword. His brother got off the horse, scrubbed his face, sighed, and grabbed the woman from his arms.
    “Oh, no.” The woman whispered before she struggled in Duncan’s hold. “Let me go. I can’t marry you. I hardly know you. I’m not even from this time. Let me go, you big oaf. You can’t marry me. I have rights.”
    Callam groaned as everything made sense, the strange light and her funny accent. This was the woman his mother had brought from the future. But was she destined for his brother, or could she be a mate for either one of them?

    Duncan had put Mason and Ian out tonight to help guard the keep. It was Ian who’d come and woken him to say a small figure had slipped out of the keep and was heading for the village. Duncan kenned straightaway who that small figure would be. He’d known from the moment he laid eyes on the woman that she would be trouble. So he got out of bed and dressed, then went to get his horse.
    His heart sank when he saw the small figure being chased by a man. Duncan was shocked when he stopped the horse and got off to see his brother with Holly. Callam held her tight to him, and Duncan could see the desire in Callam’s eyes. Anger and jealousy assaulted him at the sight, and he’d snatched Holly out of Callam’s hold and into his own arms, where Holly fought him and told Duncan how she couldn’t marry him. Did she want his brother instead? She then went on about how they hardly kenned each other. Well, he would be happy to change that, if she would just give him a chance. He listened as she told him that she wasn’t from this time and needed to get home. She couldn’t stay here. He wondered whom she had waiting for her?
    “Why do ye have to go home? Who do ye have waiting for ye?”
    Holly tried to get out of his hold, but Duncan wasn’t willing to give up the feel of her against him.
    “I have to go home because I belong in that time. My best friend will worry about me.”
    Duncan noticed how she didn’t say parents, brothers, or sisters. “What of yer family?”
    Holly stiffened in his arms. “I’m the last of my family. I was an only child, and I never knew my grandparents.”
    “So nothing besides yer friend is holding ye to where ye came from?” Callam said.
    “No. Yes. Um…that’s not the point. The thing is, I can’t live in this time.”
    Duncan scowled at his brother, he’d forgotten about him. Duncan didn’t like the way his brother watched Holly, like she