Laurel is the youngest daughter of the renowned Laird Ronan MacInnon, the youngest sister of the famous twin MacInnon lairds. Everyone has always treated her as the baby of the family, often fondly referring to her as the brat, or harridan. She couldn't care less, for she plans to move away permanently to the twenty first century to live with her grandmother, Lady Siobhan, as soon as she turns twenty. But modern life hasn't always been what she wanted for herself.
When she met Ruaridh McGillis a couple of years ago at a Council gathering that her family held, she found herself all sorts of turned around, as well as unsure whether she wished to slap the man or kiss him. After being humiliated and scorned by Ruaridh, she vowed to leave her home century and forget about everything that had to do with that man.
Ruaridh is a battle-hardened laird who's held a seat on the High Council for the last eight years since his father passed away after the brutal murder of his mother and sister on the orders of their long time enemy, the MacCann laird. He resigned himself to the fact that he can never marry, lest he court the same fate for whichever woman was unlucky enough to catch his eye. He has no problem with this, for he has women a plenty to keep him warm at night, but when he meets a fiery woman who seems determined to fill his every thought and dream, he begins to wish for something he knows he cannot have.
Two years later, things seem to be looking up between the clans, and he begins to wonder if he might get to have his fiery haired lass after all. When he reunites with Laurel, he realizes that he has his work cut out for him if he wishes to gain her forgiveness.
She is the youngest daughter of the head of the High Council, and her elder brothers Domhnall and Callum, the twin lairds who now preside over the MacInnon clan and are expected to take the Head Councilman seat from their father at the next vote. Getting on their bad side for toying with their sister seems far from wise.
Laurel is both infuriating and captivating in equal measure, arguing with him at every turn, and not seeming intimidated by his size or battle scars in the least. Faced with the prospect of her disappearing forever through the archway and into a time hundreds of years away, he makes a rash decision that might risk not only his standing with her father and brothers but his own seat on the High Council as well.