Jane MacThomas is cursed with the ability to distinguish truth from lie. A power destined to be the death of her should her path ever intertwine with the man shrouding the eye of truth with darkness.
And this very man is the arrogant highlander who abducts her in the dead of night.
Darach Robertson is damned by a witch’s curse: an eternal beast living inside him. An internal demon he swore to bury. Yet when his advisor is unfairly accused by Laird MacThomas, there’s only one way out—he bounces back to his bestial ways and kidnaps the laird’s little vixen of a daughter.
And that stubborn lass will cause him to lose the ground under his feet, unaware of the fate awaiting them…
Jane does all she can to withhold her feelings, realizing that Darach will claim her as a witch and banish her away. But then, a simple slip of the tongue is enough to bring one's death. And then the prophecy might come true…
A fortune-teller once told her–you’d fall for the one who’d be the death of you…