Makaela MacDonald had wanted to be a doctor all her life. When her mother died from cancer when she was fifteen, that desire had only gotten worse. Maura, her mother has asked her father on her deathbed to let their three daughters be able to reach their dreams just like they had. Mckenna, their oldest daughter, loved animals. And more than anything, she wanted to own her own livery. She asked her husband Mac to make that happen. Makenzie, Makaela’s twin, wanted to be a bounty hunter. But being a girl, that was almost an impossibility…but if she covered her hair with a knit hat, bound her breasts, dressed in deerskins…she could pull it off. She was better with her six guns than almost any man, and with her rifle she could outshoot them all. Give her the chance to try to make her way as she wanted. As for Makaela, she had the gift of healing in her hands…give her a chance to be a doctor. She deserved a chance to be a healer. Mac made that possible for all of them. Makaela was just graduating from the Denver School of Medicine. Doctor Michael Jefferson had offered her a job in Casper in the Colorado Territory. Her sister Makenzie also lived in Casper with her husband, Sheriff Tate Reagan and their twin sons, Sammy and Tommy. She jumped at the chance. She loved working with Michael and seeing so much of her twin and her sons. She also saw a lot of the Deputy Henry Rourke, Lawyer Harrison Clark, and of course, her fellow doctor Michael Jefferson. They all found her beautiful, intelligent, funny, and great company to be around. She couldn’t have been happier…and then a new store owner came to town. Her name was Emmajean Louise Spencer. She was out to find a rich husband…one way or the other, and she wasn’t going to let Makaela stand in her way.