Mated to the Warrior Beast
[COMPLETE] What life is left for a warrior when there is no more enemy to fight? ...He knelt before her in the posture of a soldier giving honor to their Queen. And she didn't even know it. “Harth," he rasped, "I come empty-handed. I bring no weapon. Because I swear to you, I will never choose to harm you. Never draw your blood—in anger, or in fear. I bring no shield. Because I vow I will never defend myself from your eyes, your hands, your mind. I am yours.” ***** After a year of peace in Anima, Tarkyn finds himself... lonely. As the Captain of the Queen's Guard and a lion-shifter, he has met every female in the tribes, but never found his mate. Certain he must have overlooked someone, Tarkyn undertakes a grueling ritual, pleading with the Creator to reveal her. But the ritual presses him to the end of even his formidable strength. Yet, the Creator heard his cry... Discovered on the brink of death by his mate, Harth, and nursed back to health, Tarkyn now faces the most difficult battle of his life. Because Harth isn’t just a stranger to the Anima, she is a weapon of the humans who tried to destroy them. Can the love of a warrior and his enemy bring peace to Anima? Or will they be torn apart forever by war between their peoples? ***** STANDALONE STORY: While Tarkyn's story is a part of the Anima world and fans will be reunited with some of their favorites as side-characters, Tarkyn and Harth are new POV characters and their story is a new plot arc, so their story can be enjoyed without reading the previous books! But please add Falling in Love with the King of Beasts, and Taming the Queen of Beasts to your library to enjoy later! Cover Art by artist: Aenaluck. Find more incredible art and support the artist on www.patreon.com/aenaluck
Trust or Treason? Part 2
~ TARKYN ~
Gar's lips thinned and his eyes kept darting around them as if he expected someone to follow, though he didn't look afraid. "I'm not saying leave for real. I just mean… disappear for a few days. Take your mate on a honeymoon. Give everyone time to think and cool off."
"Gar, I need to talk to her. She needs to understand—"
"No, Tark. You don't. She gets it. I'm sure she does. But it's… it's making her face some stuff and… I think she needs to do that without you."
Tarkyn gaped. "We're in the middle of peace talks!"
Gar snorted. "These aren't peace talks, Tarkyn, and you know it. She needs to be convinced that that walking weapon back there won't take her throat the second her back is turned, and he needs to be convinced that she's human… I mean… You know what I mean."
He did, but he hadn't counted on being removed from the conversation completely. He'd assumed Elreth would be angry—even discipline him. But this?