Allie jerked awake the next morning as loud shouts and the barking of dogs woke her. She sat up, blinking as she tried to remember where she was. The old woman whispered for her to stay before she hurried out of the tipi.
She pushed the furs off of her, shivering as she searched for the soft moccasins that had been given to her last night. Her boots and other clothes had been too wet for her to wear. Pulling the soft, doeskin material down around her knees, she scrambled to the entrance of the tipi to peek out. She caught a glimpse of a figure on a horse, riding into the camp.
“Jacob,” she whispered as she saw the man turn his head, his piercing blue eyes searching the crowd of people around him. “Jacob!”
Allie pushed out of the tipi, uncaring of the chilly air. Her heart thundered as h
