Wild Hearts is about Tabby Lamont, who has grown up in an Edinburgh orphanage in the reign of King James. She is rescued from the orphanage by a wealthy older gentleman who pays for her hand in marriage. She thinks herself incredibly lucky and is looking forward to a life of luxury, until she is kidnapped on her wedding night by her benefactor in the orphanage, Paris ‘Rogue’ Cockburn. Paris has heard of her upcoming nuptials and is desperate to protect her from the man who has bought her hand in marriage purely to rid himself of a disease that he has been told can only be cured by virgin’s blood. Paris takes Tabby back to his home on the Borders and demands a ransom of £20,000 for her safe return – something which he never intends to deliver on, as he wants her for himself. The story develops into a series of misunderstandings and attempted escapes on Tabby’s part, including an impatient husband, several suitors and the knowledge that Paris is aware of Tabby’s parentage, as they both realise that they are falling for each other with neither wanting to yield.
Tabby made for a great heroine throughout, with a keen sense of duty and defiance showing through from the start of the novel. She is a vulnerable character, with naivety in spades, and is generally very gentle and meek in her approach, despite her underlying fire. As she spends more time with the Cockburn clan, we get to see her develop her courage and start to bite back when teased. That, married with the experiences that are thrust upon her throughout the novel, mean that we start to see a much more determined and selfish individual – someone who takes care of herself at any cost, to the point of being blinded by her stubbornness to let anyone in. It was great to see both extremes to Tabby throughout the book, and the happy medium she finds in the end was a very fitting end; her age of 17 (for most of the story) made her changes feel very natural, as she was clearly a young woman trying to find herself.
Paris initially came across as quite an intimidating character, and I wasn’t sure if I was going to like him; I wasn’t completely behind his success in his relationship with Tabby to begin with, and found myself hoping at times that the author saw fit to have her end up with one of her other suitors. However, his loving approach to his large family, and the insight I got into his true feelings for Tabby as the book developed slowly softened my approach to him; by the middle of the book, I was willing him to find a way to succeed with Tabby. His brutish-ness remained throughout the novel, but became less intimidating and less frequent as the story wore on; in the end, I came to understand that his temper was a representation of how protective he felt over those he loved.
The coupling of these two characters was brilliant, their relationship was fascinating to read about as it developed. There were so many twists and turns in their dealings with each other, that I couldn’t be entirely sure how the author intended to reach a conclusion until near the end of the book (even with a last minute twist in the last two chapters) – something that’s rare when you’re reading a historical romance (while almost always thorougly enjoyable, they tend to be fairly predictable in overall plot). Both characters had fantastic qualities and a brilliant temper that drove the other to the point of insanity. The talent behind writing these characters is that I felt the frustrations and love that they felt for each other as I was reading; I love it when a book has that effect on me, and it made for a book that I couldn’t put down!
The surrounding characters were given a fair amount of development as well, and it made the story much more interesting than if it has just been left as a romance between Tabby and Paris. Paris’s family were the most entertaining support characters for me; 4 sisters and 2 brothers, each with their own tale of woe and romance that was explored throughout the novel. Each sibling was named after a European city, which I thought was a lovely little side note to the plot-line. Troy, the next eldest, was shown to be a cheeky, charming character with talents for raiding and chasing women; he didn’t really get as much exploration as the other siblings, but given that Paris was such a dominating character, it wouldn’t have made sense to have another so close in age to him get too much airtime. Damascus, the eldest sister, was shown to be quite vain and in desperate want of being the first of her sisters to marry; she has a suitor in mind, but is scared of getting Paris’ permission to marry. Shannon, the elder middle sister, was portrayed as a frivolous character with a good heart; she starts the novel engaged in regular dalliances with a local gypsy and ends up meeting her match (in temperament and passion) in one of Paris’ friends. Venetia, like Troy, didn’t really receive much exploration as a character, and was fairly swiftly given her happy ending – married with a child on the way to her chosen suitor. The youngest siblings, twins Alexander and Alexandria, turned out to be more important to the plot than originally thought, with both getting caught up in Tabby and Paris’ messy relationship with irrevocable consequences. They were constantly helping each other out of scrapes and taking on each other’s hobbies for appearances sake (Alexander is actually fairly effiminate and Alexandria is a tomboy). Outside of the immediate family, Henley also gave great care to the villains of the story – Tabby’s husband, Paris’ ailing wife and Uncle Magnus’ mistress were all fascinating and drew me into the story even further.
The book was initially a slow burner for me, and I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to get into it, but I was very mistaken; by the time I had got a third of the way through, I was hooked, desperately reading into the small hours of the morning to find out what happened to Tabby and Paris. Henley wrote very well, holding my attention and making me want to know more about ALL of the characters she was writing about. The plot was full of intriguing misunderstandings and mishaps, meaning that I never got bored – there was constantly something new for me to discover as a reader. The fact that Henley took the time to develop her world so completely actually turned out to be a blessing, as I don’t think I would have enjoyed the book nearly as much as I did had she not made the considerable effort to make things seem real and whole; I found myself engrossed in what was going on beyond all comprehension of time and surroundings. In the end, I found that I was quite sad when the book came to an end, because I had immersed myself in the world of the Cockburn clan so completely that I felt I needed to read more. I will definitely be reading more of Virginia Henley‘s work, and that book has fast become one of my favourites.