The Campbells #4
October 21, 2019
Entangled Publishing (Amara)
Available in: Paperback, Audio, e-Book
The Highland Outlaw
Shaw Sinclair, chief of the outcast clan of Sinclairs of Caithness in northern Scotland, has made a deal with the devil. Despite his strength and lethal skills, he needs help—specifically from a woman—to accomplish his mission to bring a bairn to safety to the coast. When he meets the brave and beautiful Alana Campbell at a Samhain Festival, he decides she’s the one.
Alana Campbell is ready to show the world she’s just as skillful with asgian dubhas any man. Attracting the attention of the brawny chief who coerces her to join him on his journey to the coast of Scotland gives her that very opportunity. Sparks flash between them as they’re forced to act as husband and wife to accomplish the deadly mission. However, when secrets threaten to tear them apart, they have to decide if their differences outweigh the reality of their feelings…
Alana. Her name even drew him. She had changed out of the trousers he’d seen her in earlier. A shame, for the skirts covered much of her form, although the stays lifted her ample breasts high, their soft roundness sitting above the lace edge of her smock.
“But unless you suddenly start producing milk,” she said, “you cannot take care of the babe. She needs constant warmth and feeding to survive, and a rough Highland warrior is not equipped to do so on his own. Your men will have to help you. Keep the milk fresh and warm. You can make more pap or a mix of mashed grain with broth, which is called panada, but you need to find a true bottle. The glove will become tainted and could make her ill if you cannot keep it clean.”
Alana released his arm while continuing to rattle off directions. She spoke quickly, her instructions unclear, as if she spoke in a language he only halfway understood. The boulder of worry reformed in his gut. Bloody hell. He was a warrior, not a nursemaid. He had no experience or knowledge in the ways of bairns. He’d only ever held animal newborns before, never a human one. And this one must live.
He glanced between the little face, so intent on sucking from the pricked hole, and the woman as she held the makeshift bottle. “Ye will help me,” he said, making her pause in her list of required provisions.
“I… I will help you find a bottle, although I have not seen anyone bring their babes to the festival, only older children. And if they did bring their babes, the mother would be nursing them, so there would be no need for a bottle.” She huffed, blowing a loose strand of her hair upward. It looked soft, like her skin, silky, and he itched to slide his finger down it. With a silent sigh, the worry in his gut turned into remorse.
“Maybe we could find a hollowed drinking horn,” she said. “My grandmother had one she fed to babes who lost their mothers in the birthing. Or a leather flask, which you will have to wash every day. I can write down the ingredients to make her meals. You can read?”
“Aye,” he said, watching her carefully. The woman could write. She was beautiful and intelligent.
“I will cut up a blanket for you to use for her breech cloths. You must change the cloths whenever you can tell she has fouled them.” The woman was talking without pause. “Just wash the dirty ones out in the streams you come across and hang them overnight to dry.” He picked up a hint of worry in the quickness of her words. Aye, the lass was intelligent enough to grasp her jeopardy in standing alone with a warrior who she realized required her help in keeping the bairn alive. Alone and without anyone knowing her current whereabouts. Not even her giant dog named after a French explorer.
He met her gaze over the bairn’s slack face, its lips relaxing in sleep, letting the nipple release, a drop of milk left on its lip. “Ye, Alana Campbell, will help me keep this very important bairn alive.”
Alana’s mouth dropped open, and she backed away. “I will do what I can here in the camp.”
He shook his head slowly, stalking forward, holding her gaze. “Ye will journey with me to keep her safe.”
Alana shook her head, pulling the sgian dubh she’d replaced in the holster on her boot and dropped the nearly empty glove. He wouldn’t risk the bairn, grabbing Alana, but then again, he didn’t have to. Without a sound, Logan stepped into the tent, followed by Alistair and Rabbie.
“My apologies, lass,” Shaw said, and she whirled around to confront the Sinclair warriors. “But right now, ye are this bairn’s best chance to survive the journey.”
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Laird Shaw Sinclair, chief of a disgraced northern clan, has the opportunity to regain his family’s rightful lands and castle, lost to Clan Campbell by his incompetent uncle. To reach his goal he must see a baby girl safely to the Scottish coast so she can be whisked away to France. But Shaw is a… …more
Shaw Sinclair, chief of the outcast clan of Sinclairs of Caithness in northern Scotland, has made a deal with the devil. Despite his strength and lethal skills, he needs help specifically from a woman to accomplish his mission to bring a baby to safety to the coast at St Andrews. When he meets th… …more
Shaw Sinclair is willing to do anything to get back his clan’s ancestral home. So when he is tasked with escorting a baby to safety in exchange for his home being given back to him, he will do what has to be done to achieve his end goal. He doesn’t know how to take care of a baby, so when Alana s… …more
I have been away from the historical side of romance for a while and am slowly making my way back, so I was thrilled that I found The Highland Outlaw. Heather McCollum’s tale of strong Campbell woman and Roses teacher Alana and ousted Sinclair chief Shaw is a quick-paced adventure of the two run… …more
The moment Shaw Sinclair stepped onto the page, he landed right in my heart!
The Highland Roses are no delicate, wilting flowers. These young ladies have been taught everything they need to know to stand on their own and take care of themselves, and each other. I loved the initial meet… …more
We are reunited once again with some of the lasses from The Highland Roses School, a rare for its era learning ground that teaches young women to read, write, and how to protect themselves in dangerous situations. Yeah, yielding a dagger and using super sharp hair pins seem to be their weapons of… …more
The Highland Outlaw by Heather McCollum
The Campbells #4
Absolutely what I needed to read yesterday! I fell in love with Shaw and admired Alana – they were perfect for each other! Beginning with a caber toss and ending with a wedding with a kidnapping, baby to care for, bad guys t… …more
Another Highland adventure that doesn’t stop until the last page is turned. Heather McCollum has immersed us into the Scottish Highlands in 1685 and takes us on a journey to deliver a precious infant to safety without anyone knowing what Laird Shaw Sinclair carries.
As the first scene opens,… …more
The Highland Outlaw (The Campbells Book #4) by Heather McCollum is a heart-pounding, heart racing tale of danger, love, romance and keeping a Royal baby safe. While #4 in this series, it can be read as a stand alone.
Meet, Shaw Sinclair chief of the clan Sinclair, of Caithness in Northern Scotlan… …more
Wow! What an enjoyable trip in 1649 Scotland. Heather McCollum has certainly crafted another great read with this enemies to lovers story. Shaw Sinclair, Laird of an outlawed branch of the Sinclair clan abducts Alana Campbell from a festival to use her to help him with a Royal barin to the coast… …more
The Highland Outlaw by Heather McCollum is book 4 in The Highland Outlaw Series. This is the story of Alana Campbell and Shaw Sinclair. I have read the previous books but feel you can make this a standalone book if you wish to do so. Shawn is the chief of outcast clan of Sinclairs of Caithness. O… …more
This is a great series and I really enjoyed this story. There was plenty of action and passion, Shaw Sinclair was an honourable man who was trying to recover his lands for his clan. He had suffered as a child from an abusive relation. Alana Campbell, a member of the Highland School of Roses, was… …more