Never has he seen a woman expose her ankles and lower legs so much.
From her knees down, everything was exposed!
Jane recognized that they were wearing Tartan, belonging to the Mackay family. 
Hold on! Their heavy accents and their use of ancient Scottish slang gave Jane an ominous feeling.
Since she was sucked into the ancient book by that weirdo, did it mean he somehow sent her back in time?
"Then, then... may I ask what date it is? Which clan are you from? And who is your present chieftain?"
"That's it?" 
Alexander and the others were taken aback by the simple nature of her questions. They weren't hidden knowledge, as even ordinary passersby from other clans could answer her questions. 
Alexander was still wary of her, but answered truthfully. If the lass had devious plans for their Mackay clan, he had more than a thousand ways to make her wish she were dead.
"Tis August 2nd, 1312 and we come from the Mackay clan. As for the present Chieftain, 'tis Sir Alexander Mackay."
The news made Jane's eyes swell with excitement.
August 2nd.
Jane lowered her head. 
She knew changing history would have a butterfly effect. But she just couldn't stop herself from preventing the mysterious Laird from dying. 
If she had truly gone back in time, didn't this mean that God also approved of her changing the course of history?

***************By Fate's will, the mighty Laird Alexander Mackay must be married to his destined partner, a mysterious woman he knows nothing about. Alexander has a good plan to never fall in love with whoever fate kept for him. But little did he know the breathtaking woman he was slowly succumbing to was part of fate's tricks. 
Jane Taylor mysteriously traveled back in time and got captured by the arrogant Scottish Laird, who made her heart thump wildly. But when strange incidents and turmoil erupt, Jane is plunged into a new understanding of what the Mackays truly are. 


Fated To Love You

Chapter 32

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"Lass, are ye ready?"
"Ye-yeah."
Jane lied, having no choice but to hide her unease, not knowing her constant fumbling had already made Alexander raise a brow.
"Lass, I made ye a promise, one I intend to keep. Ye wanted an official meeting with the Chieftain, and ye shall get one." Alexander affirme...

Chapter 14