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
Together Again
~ TARKYN ~
In the end, the guards took him to the cave while Kyelle went in search of Harth. Tarkyn kept his mind open, but didn't reach for her because he had to concentrate and make certain that there was no ploy in giving them space. After all, they were still separated. Had these guards been given quiet orders to take him?
He wouldn't allow Harth to feel that if it happened. He'd close the link in his mind so that she didn't hear him die.
But then… what if she died too?
He shook off the terrifying thought and kept walking, circled by three, large wolves and another male, broad and muscular, who smelled like a goat, though not the goats of the Anima tribes.
As deeply as he wanted to find peace, he was also exhausted, and in pain. So it was something of a relief to find that he was being led out of the main encampment to a small wood to the east where tents were scattered and isolated.