by Luna Wren (Author)

The Viking orcs raided during my wedding vows.

One moment, I was about to pledge myself to Jarl Ulf in a marriage of duty. Next, orc longships were beaching on our shore, and a massive warlord was cutting through my people. So, I grabbed my sword, hitched up my silk wedding gown, and met them blade to blade.

Jarnkross, Warlord of the Stonefist Clan, took me anyway. Threw me over his shoulder and carried me to his mountain fortress. A potential mate to strengthen his clan's bloodline.

I should hate him. I do hate him.

I'm his captive in the frozen mountains. His prize. Except he doesn't treat me like one. He looks at me like I'm the answer to something he's been seeking his whole life. And when he touches me with those battle-scarred hands, when his deep voice goes soft in the darkness, my traitorous body responds.

Then word comes: the enemy is marching with eight hundred warriors. Ulf demands my return to honor our marriage contract. And Jarnkross offers me the only way to stop a war: become his mate willingly, or go back and watch both our peoples destroy each other.

I was stolen from one life. Now I have to decide if I'll choose another.

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