In spite of the excellence of this book's title (how many romance novel titles even mention a woman, much less her name?), I found the prose to be overwrought and the hero insipid. Some hired gun. All he does is stomp around and angst over being raised by Indians (seriously? I thought the old half-breed trope flamed out in the 80s, but this guy (EVEN THOUGH he is white?!) has like raven-black hair and of course he loves being alone and he whispers to the heroine, "You will not survive me." Next!). Anyway ... blech.