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A Healer For The Highlander
Terri Brisbin
She can save his sonBut can she resist the Highland warrior?In this A Highland Feuding story, famed healer Anna Mackenzie is moved by Davidh of Clan Cameron’s request to help his ailing young son. She wants to help—and the commander has unknowingly provided an introduction to the clan she’s been looking for. But Anna has a secret…one that could jeopardise the fast-growing heated passion between them…
She can save his son, but can she resist the Highland warrior?
A Highland Feuding story
Famed healer Anna MacKenzie is moved by Davidh of Clan Cameron’s request to help his ailing young son.
She wants to help—and the commander has unknowingly provided the introduction to the clan she’s been looking for. But Anna has a secret, one that could jeopardize the fast-growing, heated passion between them…
A Highland Feuding miniseries
Book 1—Stolen by the Highlander Book 2—The Highlander’s Runaway Bride Book 3—Kidnapped by the Highland Rogue Book 4—Claiming His Highland Bride Book 5—A Healer for the Highlander
“A cleverly woven tale with lots of action and surprises, guaranteed to keep Highland fans happy.”
—RT Book Reviews on Claiming His Highland Bride
“Another fast paced, non-stop action, mesmerizing riveting starcrossed romantic adventure!”
—Tartan Book Reviews on Kidnapped by the Highland Rogue
TERRI BRISBIN is wife to one, mother of three, and dental hygienist to hundreds—when not living the life of a glamorous romance author. She was born, raised, and is still living in the southern New Jersey suburbs. Terri’s love of history has led her to write time-travel romances and historical romances set in Scotland and England.
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A Highland Feuding miniseries
Stolen by the Highlander
The Highlander’s Runaway Bride
Kidnapped by the Highland Rogue
Claiming His Highland Bride
A Healer for the Highlander
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A Healer for the Highlander
Terri Brisbin
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07422-3
A HEALER FOR THE HIGHLANDER
© 2018 Theresa S. Brisbin
Published in Great Britain 2018
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I lost two of the most important women in my life
this last year—my sister and my mother-in-law.
They were both amazing, strong, loving women
and I will miss them terribly.
To MaryAnn, my sister, who fought valiantly to live
but died with grace. Mar, I miss you.
To the other Theresa Brisbin, my mother-in-law,
who gave me her eldest son to marry and who was
one of my very first readers. Mom, I learned so much
from you and appreciated your help and guidance
all these years. You’ve earned your rest, lady.
Acknowledgements (#u9395dc2f-8b29-5217-aaa3-1b63620cc54c)
I want to thank the Editorial staff at Mills & Boon for all their support, patience and understanding as I wrote this book. Thanks to Linda Fildew, my editor, for always being kind and having my back, and to Bryony Green for understanding the difficult challenges and losses that life has thrown at me these last two years.
Thanks to my agent, Pam Hopkins, who calmly answered my panicked calls and emails as I wrote this book. And for her guidance and support while I struggled to find the story that grief had almost destroyed.
And a special thanks to Susan Zen-Ruffinen, my stalwart companion, who travelled with me to Scotland to find all the Clan Cameron places. She became my research assistant, my videographer (on some hysterical travel videos!) and allowed me to take any turn-off on any road in the Highlands and Islands except one—Bealach na Bà, over the mountains to Applecross! Next time, Susan!
Contents
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Back Cover Text (#u9d6a520c-fda1-5c06-b9e7-7eb59aeea335)
About the Author (#uacd8007e-9edd-5d6a-9fcf-c8230faa2547)
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Copyright (#u2d3ba247-ed6c-5a89-8353-ddfccbac57cc)
Dedication (#u3e03c955-de6a-5476-8ab9-7c99e97aa895)
Acknowledgments (#u1b55cd1b-dd95-5adf-8170-ecbdc6027515)
Prologue (#u5fb07dd8-f429-58d7-9c1b-6ee3837e4f2d)
Chapter One (#u77fea45e-1bc2-5825-9a6e-72ac3e0214e5)
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Chapter Three (#ucfbb2d14-3b2c-58e1-8f1b-2bdf35eed7e6)
Chapter Four (#ucb71bdfb-d8d6-5d51-ae5f-010e157f880a)
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Prologue (#u9395dc2f-8b29-5217-aaa3-1b63620cc54c)
The Lands of Clan Cameron, Loch Arkaig, Scotland —the year of Our Lord 1358
Anna Mackenzie watched as Malcolm walked to the edge of the falls and began the long and dangerous climb down the slippery rocks. She tried to stop herself, but she ran to the edge when his head disappeared and she kept him in sight until he reached the bottom. He turned and waved to her before moving off into the forest towards the village and keep near the loch.
Sighing as she wrapped her arms around herself, Anna closed her eyes then and allowed the memories of the last hours to surround her once more. They had laughed and run and kissed...and loved. She loved him more than her own life.
For Malcolm, the only son of Euan Cameron, had braved the rumours and stories about the witch of Caig Falls and come to find the truth. And he’d found Anna, not her mother. She sighed again for they’d found love. It mattered not if she was the daughter of the ‘witch’ and he the son of the chieftain. It mattered not if they were young. It simply mattered that they were in love and would be together. They made vows to be together and he’d given her a sign of that promise which she carried now close to her heart.
After several moments, the sound of footsteps behind her shook her from her reverie and she turned to find her mother there in the shadows staring at her. How long had she been there?
‘Anna, I need your help,’ her mother said. Had she seen Malcolm there? From her tone, Anna could not tell. Her mother did not wait for her agreement or refusal, but simply turned and walked back into the forest.
She followed her mother back along the hidden path to the garden she tended in a sheltered place in the thick growth of trees there. Though she could see it plainly, no one else, not the villagers who came searching or Malcolm ever seemed to find it. Until he did.
‘We must finish picking the last of these,’ her mother said, pointing to several rows of herbs and other plants.
‘You have plenty of that already, Mam,’ Anna said. ‘We dried it just a fortnight ago.’
‘We will need more,’ her mother said, walking over and picking up one of the baskets that always waited there. She held it out to Anna and motioned for her to begin.
It did not make sense. There was a timing to harvesting the plants and herbs that Lara Mackenzie depended on for healing and treating ailments and afflictions. No one knew that better or more accurately than her mother and yet, here she was, picking things ahead of their time.
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