Taking the Reins of her Fate

Taking the Reins of her Fate A WESTERN ROMANCE NOVEL MIA DUNHAM Copyright © 2023 by Mia Dunham All Rights Reserved. This book may not be reproduced or transmitted in any form without the written permission of the publisher. In no way is it legal to reproduce, duplicate, or transmit any part of this document in either electronic means or in printed format. Recording of this publication is strictly prohibited and any storage of this document is not allowed unless with written permission from the publisher. Table of Contents Table of Contents Taking the Reins of her Fate Introduction Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 Chapter 39 Chapter 40 Chapter 41 Epilogue Following her Heart's Call Introduction Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Free Exclusive Gift Sign up for my mailing list to be notified of brand new releases and get my latest Full-Length Novel “Loving a Brave Heart” (available only to my subscribers) for FREE! Click the link or enter it into your browser https://dl.bookfunnel.com/1zl3tj5vfq Taking the Reins of her Fate Introduction Jenny Adams was born in a world of privilege, yet, she doesn’t have what she desires most - adventure. Fed up with the expectations of her wealthy parents, Jenny decides to take matters into her own hands, setting out on a fascinating journey across the country to find the life she's always dreamed of. With only fate to guide her, Jenny will discover that sometimes, the best things in life can't be bought… Sam Morton is a man who knows the value of hard work and has just achieved his dream – a ranch of his own. Meeting Jenny makes him realize that her kind soul and beautiful face are exactly what is missing from his life. As the sparks fly though, an old enemy of Sam appears with a vendetta against him and the woman he loves… When his happiness is threatened, can he save his beloved as well as himself? Jenny and Sam are a match made in heaven, but with serious obstacles standing in their way, it seems like the odds are stacked against them. Can they make it out of the gate, or will their enemy’s plan prevail and crush their dreams? Prologue “You can’t just go ‘round touching other people’s horses,” an older, grizzled man snapped, jerking on the reins of the two obviously overtired mares pulling his cart. His mean brown eyes were beady and red-rimmed, and his thin lips sat in a harsh line as he glared at the golden-red-haired girl standing just off to the side of the horses. Jenny didn’t bow under his angry gaze, though, her wide green eyes narrowing to match his as she sidestepped him to get him out from between her and the horses again. “I didn’t ‘just’ touch them,” she answered sharply, her eyes again going to the mares and the sweat that still clung to their flanks. “Surely, sir, you can see that they’ve been overworked for the day. The one on the right is limping and the one on the left has mud and God only knows what else caked to her legs.” The outrage bubbled right out of her with her words, her shoulders tense as the man took a quick, angry step closer to her. “And what does a pretty little socialite know about horses, huh?” he sneered, his wad of chewing tobacco transferred from one side of his mouth to the other. Even with such a simple question, he sounded vaguely threatening, his nostrils flaring as he stared her down. Jenny flinched, but only slightly. She knew the picture she presented, her skirts pressed so neatly and the silks of her dress so bright and new. Her family’s money was evident in her dress and her demeanor, though that changed nothing about what she knew. She’d always liked horses, ever since she was a young girl, but it was an uncommon interest for a woman. Just like she knew that the man sneering at her was dangerous. Boston was loud and angry, the sea of people moving through the streets passing by without so much as a second glance despite the caustic way the man spoke to her. “I know enough to know that you’re mistreating your horses, sir,” she responded pointedly, unwilling to back down from how he was trying to intimidate her into silence. “I know that I gave a starving mare a carrot because she needed it, and I won’t apologize for it either. I didn’t take off with your property, and I did nothing to warrant your accosting me. So, now, if you’ll excuse me.” Her words were unfailingly polite despite the bite behind them, her gaze derisive as she stood straighter and moved forward despite his refusing to move back upon her excusing herself. He scoffed, his eyes moving over her in a manner that made her both even more uncomfortable and almost fearful… but still, she pressed on. With her head held high and her stride determined she passed him, refusing to flinch whenever he leaned in so pointedly and sniffed her. Disgusting. Jenny didn’t have to inhale as she passed him to smell the stale alcohol and practically fermented tobacco wafting off of him in waves. It permeated the very air around him. She wasn’t going to fight. She wasn’t going to cause any further issues. It was a mantra in her head as she continued on down the street, the weight of his gaze heavy on her right up until she finally turned the corner