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
The Drums Still Beat
~ TARKYN ~
He'd fallen back asleep, then woken sheepish and befuddled.
He couldn't remember a single day of his career that he'd stayed in bed and gone back to sleep when he knew there were tasks waiting for him. And yet, he was drugged.
Even when he woke and realized the sun was growing bright outside, still he held Harth for a good deal longer, kissing her and murmuring all of the things he'd like to do to her.
She laughed and touched his face and gave him such a wicked smile, he almost made good on his word.
But he was late.
Or at least… remiss.
He needed to check the Tree City, be certain there'd been no violence overnight, no conflicts. And then hurry to the neutral ground where many had stayed and mingled the night before.
Peace reigned—for now—but it was tenuous. Tarkyn needed to see Zev, to see if the male had bristled or softened overnight since their chat.
And he needed to check in with Elreth as well.