Book 1: Cleaning House

Raven

Escurians and people from Dun’s Crossing celebrate all around me, but I only have eyes for a bloodstained, silver wolf on the other side of the river. I shove through the crowd, desperate to touch him and know that he’s safe. That we all are.

King Gavin is dead!

Kieran seems to have the same idea. He charges back into the corpse-choked river, and when we meet in the middle, he shifts. He crushes me in an embrace, and his lips collide with mine, both of us hungry with relief. The water swallows us up to my neck, his chest, and it’s not like anyone would be looking in the middle of this chaos, but I love knowing that his body is all mine. The moon-shaped mating bite on his pale skin declares to the world that the Goddess Herself blessed our love, and no one will tear us apart.

Finally, when I think I’m going to pass out if I don’t take a breath, I pull back. Kieran stares down at me, his blue eyes glowing.

“I love you,” he says, “my