The Savidges of Dragon Bay were as wild and savage as their name, bitter and totally unable to love. But Kara did not realize this until after she had married Lucan Savidge... Pryde sat in a wheelchair, yet he made it look like a throne. He made Kara feel the helpless one. 'The news reached me last night, Lucan, that you had married.' His voice was deep and harshly attractive. 'This Is Kara.' Lucan said it a shade defiantly. 'We met in Fort Fernand ten days ago, just after I returned from Paris. Kara Is Grecian.' 'I see.' Pryde seemed to see into the secret regions of Kara's mind, and the shock it had suffered. 'Welcome to Dragon Bay, Kara.' A faint smile dispelled the severity of Pryde's expression. 'It Is about time a young woman brought the promise of children to this old house.'