Ghost Hawk was the pride of his village, their most fearsome Warrior. Although not much for speaking himself, he had a gift for languages - a gift which he considered both a curse and a blessing. He cared deeply for the Native traditions, including keeping the bloodline pure. He never backed down from any battle including the ones with the intruding white men. He witnessed attack after attack on the Native villages and the merciless killing of the ones he loved. And yet, a beautiful white woman, alone and passed out in the woods, called on his sense of integrity. Knowing she was in danger of certain death from the elements or possibly being eaten by a wild predator, he found himself conflicted. What was it about Grace that could cause the cold-hearted killer to rethink his hatred and consider being her savior? Grace was the victim of the hard times settlers faced when trying to make a life in the untamed West. Her mother dying in childbirth left her without a female role model and cemented her fear of love and being intimate. She and her father made the decision to move westward in an ill-conceived attempt to repair their relationship. Stranded in a camp full of dirty, discourteous men, she felt fated to live the life of an unloved wife and mother. Running from an apparent attack on the mining camp, she finds herself injured and alone. The only help offered to her is a man she knows she should fear; Ghost Hawk - a fierce-looking Apache warrior. He awakens within her feelings she didn't know existed. Does he feel the same about her? Is the hope of happiness more important than keeping the bloodline pure, and will it be enough to quell her fear of intimacy?