The morning after the Haze, I open my eyes expecting to see the love of my life, my fated mate. Instead, I see... HIM! "This can't be happening!" *** Would you rather live in a world where the impossible is possible or the possible is impossible? Blanca faces an uncertain future when she finds she's mated to the one man she never thought could be her mate. If Kieran is her mate, then her entire life is a lie. Since she's been abused her whole life, that might be a good thing. But this is... wrong on so many levels. Will Blanca find out the truth about her real identity--or be banished from her pack forever? If you like love with a twist, give this one a chance--don't quit too soon, or you'll never find out Blanca's secret!
View MoreI suspect—I very nearly know—there is more to Finn than that, but I cannot disagree with Corwyn without prompting further questions.“I would worry less.” I smirk. “It makes you sound like an egghead.”“This, from the man who’s read every book in the library—twice!”We bicker the rest of the way to
Xander“He’s here,” Vedran says in my room as he helps me prepare for kafi.I meet his pink eyes in the window's reflection. “How did you know?”Vedran taps one of my shoulders lightly. “Every time someone mentions their arrival, you tighten. Why do you think you have woken so sore in the mornings?”
A long wooden table covered in maps and tactical pawns dominates the room. Six men sit or stand at various points along the table. My Goddess-damned mind will only focus on one.At the far end of the table from his father, Xander looks up as we walk in. His auburn hair is braided back away from his
FinnKieran leads the charge to the heavy, beaten-copper gate at the top of the winding, shell-strewn path. I do my damnedest not to choke on my heart, which seems to have taken up permanent residence in my throat. I also give myself the gift of not looking at Elian. Even in just my peripheral visio
Nods circle the table. First Kresimir, whose lands border Moonlight Hollow most closely. Then Edvard, with the distant look of someone still struggling to catch up. Last, reluctantly, Juraj’s aging head wags in agreement.I meet Father’s eyes down the length of the table. When he first put me on the
Xander“Apologies.” Lord Edvard bows, dark hair braided back away from his face, and hurries to his seat at the council table. “There was word of a skirmish at the edge of my lands, and it required my attention.”Father gestures dismissively. “There are rumors of skirmishes on all our lands, Edvard.
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