The Bartered Bride (The Brides Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
Annie didn’t care if any of the men had stayed back—didn’t care if they heard her ugly sounds. In fact, she hoped they did hear her. She hoped someone would come running to help her. Someone to send off to find Jem and the other men. Unless she found Mae first. Unharmed. Whole. Perfect. She stood for a moment on the porch steps and looked all around. There were the stables, the paddocks, the tall yellow grasses, and the stony gray mountains in the distance. The land looked too big, full of dangers. Holes to fall into. Snakes? Were there rattlers on the property? The grasses on the hilly slopes were tall enough to swallow Mae and Sugar whole. They could be anywhere. Trampled. Lost. Annie walked up and down the dirt driveway, spinning around, looking first in one direction then another. There was no one. No men moving about. Just the horses in their fenced-off paddocks.
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