Shawndee Sibley longed for satin ribbons, fancy dresses, and a man who would take her away from her miserable life in Silver Creek. But the only men she ever encountered were the drunks who frequented her mother's tavern. And even then, Shawndee's mother made her disguise herself as a boy for her own protection. To make matters worse, the townsfolk were now acccusing Mrs. Sibley of witchcraft. Before Shawndee could warn her mother, though, strong arms had wrapped around her and carried her off into the woods. Shadow Hawk bitterly resented the Sibleys for corrupting his warriors with their whiskey. Capturing their "son" was a surefire way to force them to listen to him. But he quickly became the captive--of Shawndee's shy smile, iron will, and her shimmering golden hair. As the two paddled down the moonlit Genesee River, Shadow Hawk found himself divided between his surrendered heart and his Savage Honor.