His brother dead, Galen now hunts for the beast who murdered Julian.
Determined to follow his path of revenge he never expects to find a band of warriors under attack by the darkness nor the leader that hides behind their swords.
Her past unknown, Kaylena had been raised by a family not her own. The visions that continue to plague her dreams she ventures out with a group of warriors in search of the truth of her past. Surrounded by the minions of the darkness she finds help in the one man she fears more… the man from her dreams.
To unlock her past they must fight the one beast responsible for it…
But first they have to accept the past to fight for the future.
A rustle behind her drew her attention, her breath catching in her throat. He’d come again. She couldn’t help but look at him from underneath her hood. His hair had come loose from its band and now flowed wildly in the evening breeze. His face reminded her of granite, no real expression could be seen. That was till she reached his eyes. A mixture of colors she nearly gasped as the moon’s rays lit them on fire, their vibrant steel blue color taking her breath away.
“I see you’ve left the camp again.” She was too far away from the others to get their attention, yet she found her voice nearly gone once more. He moved closer and she felt her heart beat begin to race. “You and I need to have a talk. There is no reason for these games of mystery.”
Mystery? Since she’d first heard his voice she’d done all she could to keep herself from revealing who she was to him, yet he saw it as her being secretive. If she’d been anywhere else she would have laughed. Still the closer he got to her the harder she found it to think, his body’s heat igniting her’s on fire. She put her hand out to stop his advance, her palm coming to rest on his chest. The moment she touched his body lightning arched across her skin, her nerve endings going into overload.
“I will not back away. You have no right to hide from me.” No right? She wanted to laugh. She had every right. He was a man who would think a woman had no place but in a home with children. She’d seen too many who’d thought that same way. She needed to move and fast. Turning she began to hustle back to the camp when she felt the tug on the neck of her cloak. No matter how hard she tried she couldn’t get him to let go, his grip stronger than she’d considered. “You will not race back to your guardians.”
Anger rose in her body like a wildfire. Turning she did the first thing that she could think of. Her leg rose and connected with his shin, a muffled groan escaping his lips. She’d not wanted to hurt him but she’d had enough. Her body was tired and her emotions were acting up. He’d just have to deal with a bruised shin bone in the morning. Turning back she headed toward the campfire, her pace increasing. Behind her she heard another movement. She was about to turn when she felt strong arms on her back, pushing her to the ground. A strangled cry lodged in her throat as she felt his weight press on top of her. Her first reaction to scream, Kaylena moved her hands to her face to shield her face from his view.
Unable to move she was sure he would do something to hurt her but she didn’t care. She’d fight him with everything she had should he try. She could hear words leave his mouth but she couldn’t understand them. Afraid to move she could hear the men around the fire continue their discussions of their past, the lives they’d left and what they hoped to accomplish. How she wished she’d not left the security of the others. But she also knew it was too late to think about that now. She was cornered with no where to go and a man who’s strength was more than she could ever have imagined on top of her.
Hope you all enjoyed the tidbits. I'm working hard on the last book in this series titled Call of the Raven, and know it is going to tie this series up nicely. I've enjoyed the journey this has taken me to, and hope all those of you who have read it have had as much fun as I have.
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