By the Grey Light of Morning (Book 2)
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When a mystical pool propels free-spirited Yvaine centuries into the past, she finds herself entangled in a forbidden romance that could finally unite the warring medieval clans of Scotland in this magical time-travel romance from USA Today bestselling author Bree Wolf.
Yvaine MacKinnear stands at the crossroads of destiny, fully aware of the prophecy that foretells the end of her clan. Blackmailed by her father, she braces for a loveless union with Malcolm Morganach, the scarred leader of a rival clan, to protect her beloved Caelen. With her heart torn between duty and love, she prepares to make the ultimate sacrifice, unaware that Caelen has escaped her father’s clutches and is plotting her rescue.
Legend foretells that only Yvaine can bring peace to the warring clans. But destiny and doubt clash when history seems fated to repeat its violent mistakes. However, unwilling to accept a fate written in the stars, Yvaine and Caelen concoct a daring scheme to unite their people and turn the tide of enmity that has long divided them.
Amidst whispers of war, the depth of Yvaine and Caelen’s love is put to the test. Can their passion forge a new destiny and avert the foretold ruin, or will the hatred of centuries extinguish their last hope for peace?
Embark on this enthralling Highland saga—a tale reminiscent of Romeo and Juliet, crafted for devotees of Outlander, Forbidden, and The Winter Sea.
This book is book two in the Lass of Legend series. Readers enjoy reading it in order. Start with book 1, Like the Break of Dawn!
The trembling sensation returned to Yvaine’s limbs, and yet it felt different this time. The flutter was not one born out of anxiety, of doubt; instead, it felt warm and teasing and comforting. “What is it ye want?”
“Ye,” Caelen said simply. “I want ye. Here. With me. For always.” He shrugged helplessly, an almost apologetic expression upon his face. “Ye’re the one. I knew it from the first moment we met. Not one day has passed that I didna think of ye, that I didna wish ye were here with me. I dunna ken if that is the will of the Fey, and truth be told, I dunna care.” His hands reached out and cupped her face gently, his deep blue eyes sending chills across her skin as they looked into hers. “All my life, I’ve lived for my clan. Every choice I’ve made has been for them. They deserve my loyalty and support, and I hold no regrets.” He sighed deeply, and she could feel the soft touch of his breath against her lips. “Now, though, for once, I simply wish to walk my own path, not that of my clan. I’m simply Caelen, a man, who finds himself rather unexpectedly swept off his feet by a most unusual woman.” He grinned at her mischievously.
