He enchanted her evenings... and haunted her nights. - "BETRAYED!" - The word pealed in Emma Devlin's head like a death knell. Her murdered husband's ghost had appeared to her, claiming he'd been betrayed by those he loved. As much to preserve her sanity as to quell his restless spirit, she sought answers at Ravenwood, an antebellum mansion steeped in legend. But nothing could have prepared her for a dusk-darkened encounter at swordpoint with a mesmerizing Confederate cavalry officer!
Historian Nathan Cates sat his horse superbly, looking as if he'd just ridden out of a history book himself, fresh from the Siege of Vicksburg. Like a gallant knight of the Old South, he offered his help to a damsel in distress. He hoped to heal Emma's scar-worn heart and to protect her from the danger that stalked her every move. But he had very little time. For soon Nathan would have to return to an existence in which he was no longer made of flesh and blood....
Historian Nathan Cates sat his horse superbly, looking as if he'd just ridden out of a history book himself, fresh from the Siege of Vicksburg. Like a gallant knight of the Old South, he offered his help to a damsel in distress. He hoped to heal Emma's scar-worn heart and to protect her from the danger that stalked her every move. But he had very little time. For soon Nathan would have to return to an existence in which he was no longer made of flesh and blood....
