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Donald – Sons of Sagamore

He surrendered his heart and would
give his life for her to succeed.

Andrea Ricard, an inquisitive scholar of antiquities
travels with her uncle to help him with his trade business. When she finds her
mother’s family name on a piece of a map associated with the location of a rare
relic, she is compelled to find it. Nothing will get in her way to unearth its
secrets.

Donald MacDougall Tyler Eden has enjoyed a carefree
life, but over the last year he has found satisfaction working with his brother
Hugh, who has a successful investment business. He has forged a close
relationship with one of their business partners, Andrea’s uncle. On a visit to
Hugh, Donald meets Andrea and is smitten. When Andrea finds that an antique in
Hugh’s collection contains another piece to her mysterious map she is more
determined than ever to find the relic. Donald is drawn into her adventure and
volunteers to accompany her on her quest.

Andrea has only told Donald half-truths for fear he
would not join her. The relic is surrounded by mystery and prophecy. A
disgraced soldier with hopes of repairing his relationship with the king has
found out about the relic and is just as determined as Andrea to secure it for
himself.

Andrea and Donald’s belief in what’s right as well as
each other will be tested on a journey filled with adventure and hardships as
they race across the vineyards of the Champagne region in France, up the east
coast of England to an ancient church in Bamburgh.

Can Andrea and her
MacDougall warrior resolve the mystery, face the prophecy, vanquish the
villain… and find their happily ever after.

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Excerpt from
Donald – Sons of Sagamore

 

They had traveled about an hour when Donald turned and
looked past her down the trail.

She turned quickly to see what caught his attention
and scanned the area as best she could.

She came up next to him. He said nothing. They kept
going.

“I felt it, too. Someone is watching us,” she said.

“I think you are over tired and imagining things. If
someone was following we would have heard them tramping in the woods or horse’s
hooves on these stones. No. There is nobody about. There’s a clearing up ahead.
We can stop there.”

They coaxed the horses off the trail to the clearing.
While Donald took care of the horses, she went for a bit of privacy.

She came to the bushes and froze at the sound of a low
rumble. She slowly turned her head. Her heart leapt into her throat. A wolf
with its teeth bared crouched close enough for her to see the spittle dripping
from its muzzle.

“Rea.”

She dare not call out. The wolf’s eyes were locked on
her.

“Rea, where are you?”

Keeping her head still, she glanced for something to
protect her. She found nothing.

Out of nowhere there was a high-pitched whistle.

The wolf turned toward the noise. Donald raced at the
animal.

The beast forgot about her and took off for Donald.
The animal leaped at him and knocked him down.

The wolf growled and snapped. Donald rolled and got to
his feet. Standing his full six-foot three-inch height, he yelled, threw his
arms wide, and came at the wolf.

The wolf bared its teeth and hunkered down ready to
spring.

Donald was not put off. Was the man crazy, screaming
and lunging at the beast? The wolf sprang at him, but he was ready. Donald
caught the wolf by the shoulders and kept the animal at arm’s length.

The wolf, on its hind legs, snapped at Donald and
tried to bite his arm, but only got a taste or two of his tunic.

Donald kicked the animal’s underbelly over and over
until the beast cried out and tried to get free. But he would not let go. The
beast needed to be convinced it wasn’t a match for the man. Donald kept kicking
until the wolf finally wrenched itself free. Donald stalked the animal as it
backed away. Each time the wolf snarled, or growled, Donald came at him.

Cowering, the wolf backed away from him. Still Donald
pursued him. The animal still cringing raised its head snarling and growling.
Donald rushed the beast. Finally, the animal turned tail and took off back into
the woods yelping.

Donald hurried back to Andrea and took her into his
arms.

“I’m not hurt,” she said. “Again, you’ve come to my
rescue.”

“It is my destiny.” He put his arm around her as they
went back to the horses.

“We must leave. This wolf was old and alone. We don’t
want him to come back with his friends.”

“Stay close to my side and don’t stop, no matter what
you see or hear,” Donald said as they mounted up and raced full out down the
trail.

While they rushed down the trail the incident played
over in his mind. He was sure the wolf would fulfill the prophecy the sword
will fail.

Seeing Andrea defenseless, at the wolf’s mercy, tore
at him. Whatever threatened her would have to get through him first. He would
always be there for her, with her, or die trying.

They came out of the forest, the horses lathered and
breathing hard. He glanced at Andrea. She was made of strong stuff for certain.
Her face showed determination. Out of immediate danger, he slowed from a full
gallop to a canter and continued the ten miles into Calais stopping only when
necessary to rest the horses.