Susan Mallery - Wild Hearts

A book in the Lone Star Sisters series, 2009

Welcome to Wild Hearts, an eBook exclusive prequel to Susan Mallerys Lone Star Sisters trilogy!

Who can tame the wildest man in Titanville?

Zeke Titan has a reputation for breaking hearts, but the townspeople of Titanville cant deny all the good hes done for them. So they turn the other cheek as he seduces one schoolteacher after another. Until Alethea Harbaugh comes to town.

The new teacher brings with her a passion for womens rights that invigorates the ladies of Titanville, and instills fear in the men. Zeke is intent on seducing her, if only to send her running, ruined, from the town so that things can return to normal. But Zeke just might have met his matchin more ways than one!

MEET THE MAN WHO STARTED A LEGACY IN WILD HEARTSAND THEN READ SUSAN MALLERYS PRESENT-DAY TITAN STORIES, BEGINNING IN MAY WITH UNDER HER SKIN.

Texas, 1882

Zeke Titan had long believed there was nothing more beautiful than Texasexcept maybe a willing woman. Hed been missing both for the better part of six months, which explained why he was riding shotgun on a freight wagon, instead of waiting for the daily coach that traveled between Dallas and Titanville.

His business and the cold Yankee winter had kept him away from home for far too long. And the beautiful ladies of New York and Boston hadnt tempted him as they once had. He couldnt say if he had lost the enjoyment of the chase or if he simply missed Titanville.

Hed been born under a lucky star, at least thats what everyone always said. Hed never met an enemy he couldnt turn into a friend, had yet to lose money on any enterprise he invested in and he couldnt be beat at cards. A good life, he told himself. Then why did he feel so restless?

The freight wagon rounded a bend in the road. Up ahead he saw the familiar shapes of the buildings of the town. As always, a group of people stood waiting for the arrival of the bi-weekly freight wagon. There would be supplies for the dry goods store, a sewing machine or two, building material, fabric and whatever else it took to keep a household running. Zeke wouldnt know. Hed been living in the Titanville hotel since he was sixteen when an ace of spades had turned him from a poor orphan into a rich man.

They passed the stables first. Billy Wade yelled something, but Zeke couldnt hear what it was. Then Big John, the blacksmith, called out to him. Zeke held a hand to his ear. Big John ran after the wagon.

As Zeke turned, he saw other men running toward him. Most he recognized, a few he didnt. The crowd behind the wagon grew. As the driver slowed the horses, Zeke jumped down. He held his Winchester loosely, just in case there was trouble.

Billy got to him first. His friend was gasping for breath and holding his side.

Youre back. Weve been waitin, Zeke. Waitin and countin the days. You gotta help us. We dont know what to do.

About what? Zeke asked, stepping out of the way of those eager to claim their packages.

Theres trouble. Big trouble. The other men joined Billy, crowding around Zeke. They nodded.

Its awful, one man said.

You wont believe what theyre makin us do.

Zeke imagined everything from Indians to cattle rustlers.

The new teacher got here bout two days after you left, Billy said, his eyes wide, his expression frightened.

Zeke relaxed. Youre talking about a woman?

The men exchanged glances.

Not just any woman, Billy told him. Shes different, Zeke. Mrs. Harbaugh brought more than books to town. He looked around, as if afraid someone might be listening, then lowered his voice. Shes changed them.

The other men nodded.

Changed who?

All the women. My Molly never used to talk back to me. Now she has ideas and Billy swallowed. She wants me to listen to her. I told her I was buyin more cattle and she said no. She said we needed to save money to send our boys to college. In Maryland.

There was a collective gasp.

Theyre tsked, Big John said, then shuddered.

Theyre what?

Tsked, Billy told Zeke. Titanville Society for Knowledge, Empowerment and Devotion. Tsked. If we do something they dont like, they tsk at us. Its to remind us to act right.

The men looked defeated. Zeke couldnt help it. He laughed. The sound came from deep inside and felt good.

Im gone six months and every one of you is running scared because of a woman? Zeke kept laughing until his sides ached. Thats a good one. You think that up, Billy? Its a fine way to welcome me home. Good for you.

Billy grabbed his arm. Its not a joke, Zeke. Youve got to do something to help us. Youre the only one. We want you to court Alethea Harbaugh. Get her to fall in love with you. All the women do, it wont be hard. Have your way with her, ruin her, then send her back where she came from.

Im not sure her husband will approve of me courting her.

Shes a widow, Big John said. Shes powerful, Zeke. Theres something about the way she looks at a man. As if she knows every bad thing hes ever done.

Why is she here? Zeke asked, still convinced they were joking. They had to be.

Shes the new schoolteacher, one of the men said. The books shes brought with her. Plays by some dead Englishman. Something about a ham. My boys are walking around quoting him all the time. Youve gotta stop it!

Billy sucked in a breath. Zeke, were desperate men. Well do anything you say. Just get that harpy out of town.

The wagon driver handed down Zekes trunk. Big John took it and put it on his shoulder as if it weighed less than a chicken. The group of men began moving toward the hotel.

You get her gone and things will go back the way they were, old Sam said. Zeke, were depending on you. Ill give you first pick of my prize sows spring litter.

Ill butcher it for free, another man said.

Well get together and build you a house, if you want. The biggest house Titanvilles ever seen. Just get her to leave.

Billy nodded. Anything, Zeke. You can bring your mares to stud with my best stallion.

These were fine offers, Zeke thought. Generous. Desperate. Hed played enough cards in his life to know when a man was down to his last dollar, and these men were. He couldnt believe they were afraid of a woman. Especially a schoolteacher. Women who preferred books over men were usually lonely and quiet. They were like buds, needing a little sunshine to blossom, and he was happy to provide the heat. But this Mrs. Harbaugh had already known the touch of a man. So there had to be another problem.

The town pays her salary, he said. Why not just have a meeting and vote to fire her?

Big John shuddered. We cant. Our wives have already warned us that if we do that, they wont be sharing our beds anymore. You know how much a man needs the warmth of a woman, Zeke.

Zeke did. It was a threat to be taken seriously. He found himself intrigued by a woman who had inspired such extraordinary loyalty in such a short period of time.

Whats she like? he asked.

Billy shuddered. Shes a powerful presence. Her eyes are cold and dark.

Her skins all scarred.

She walks as stiff as the dead.

The cats run from her.

My Bessy stopped giving milk the day she came to visit.

Zeke pulled out his pocket watch. It was a little after three. Where is she now?

The schoolhouse.

He faced the men. Ill take care of Mrs. Harbaugh. Shell be gone in a month.

They started to cheer, then stopped suddenly and looked around. As if they werent allowed to be happy anymore.