Born into a society tolerant of homosexuals, River Otter is confused by the white culture’s persecution of such men. As the war begins to wind down, Otter leaves the only home he has ever known to help Major James Morrow, commandant of Ft. Yanube, build a farm north of the fort. He begins a new life with the handsome major while coming to grips with growing hostility toward natives and rising danger from a local militia bent on eliminating all bloods from the territory.<br><br>As his physical attraction for the blond soldier slowly grows into a love perilous to both of them, Otter is distracted by personal challenges. As he struggles to survive the social and political upheaval sweeping the plains, can remain true to his own set of values?

River Otter

“They’ll know something’s up if no one is working this time of day,” Cuthan had insisted. “Give me fair warning when to take cover.”


James and I scaled the west hill and found a spot where we wouldn’t be easily seen when the raiders climbed the back of the hollow hill with their dynamite. A group of about ten riders halted a mile from the Mead for a consultation. After a few minutes, six of them rode directly for the house. They obviously planned to pin everyone inside while the other four men climbed the hollow hill with the dynamite. I spotted a familiar splayfooted chestnut with the group coming straight for the house. There was no blue roan gelding with a white stocking among them.


Chapter 39