~ New Release ~
He seeks the one his heart desires…
Ailith, the granddaughter of the King of the Fae, travels through time when needed to aid her half-blooded Earthbound kind. Her ability allows her to see visions of war and destruction before it unfolds, and now death is coming for one of the fae warriors she is called to protect, except to save him, she must first discover exactly who he is, and which time he might come from.
Warrior shifter Hunter Matheson is intrigued by Ailith when she arrives through a portal into his twenty-first century time from the year 1211. A feud rages over eight-hundred years in the past between his fae-blooded shifter clan and their neighboring enemy, and now he’s driven in his desires for her, would give his life to protect hers. His fierce need for her strikes him deep within. He’s certain she’s the woman who holds the other half of his soul and now there’s nothing he won’t do to remain right by her side, no matter what war she seeks to halt, or if he’s the very warrior she must save from certain death.
Can Ailith keep Hunter safe, or will he perish exactly as she’s foreseen?
Hi everyone, Highlander’s Claim is here. I’m going to drop a tasty excerpt below. I absolutely loved writing this book, and I can’t wait for you to all meet Cherub’s nieces. Ailith is one of them, and she features in this book, and wow, she leads Hunter on a merry chase during the forging of their mated bond. Expect, action, adventure, battles, and fierce love.
Ailith squeezed her hands into fists and tried not to open the door and bound back out. She both wanted to be with Hunter, and didn’t. His safety was only assured if she set these rising emotions for him aside and returned to the past. She couldn’t take him with her, and he wasn’t permitted to follow. That was the only option moving forward, until she no longer saw a vision of him perishing.
The cracking of bones echoed under the door then the heavy thump and scratch of paws resounded. Shifters could be incredibly territorial and if they were mated, he would be even more territorial due to their bond. Somehow, he’d already tracked her down. Drat it all. She jiggled from foot to foot, so unsure as to what to do. Let Hunter come in and spell him to forget her again? Or ignore him?
More thumping and scratching, a bear’s muzzle pressed to the gap under the doorway and a snort and growl rumbling through. Ugh, he wasn’t leaving, not until she’d dealt with him again. Heart squeezing in on itself, she opened her door and leaned against the doorjamb, then tried her best to assert as much authority into her voice as she could. “What do you want?”
A big bear prowled back and forth, Hunter’s clothing scattered across the floor of the passageway. He’d shifted in a hurry, and boy, did she have her work cut out for her with him. His bear’s golden shifter eyes drilled into hers, his beast holding a stunning brown pelt with white-tipped paws.
He rumbled another grizzly growl, then padded past her into her chamber before turning around in a slow circle in the middle of the room at the end of her four-poster bed. He sat on his rump on the white rug, his front legs straight and ears alert as he observed her like one did when examining a bug under a microscope. Aye, and she was currently the bug.
Wishing you all a wonderful week. Stay safe.