A River of Golden Bones (Golden Court, #1)

by A.K. Mulford

It was my own ancestors who’d rid the world of monsters and sorcerers—the promise we made to the humans who placed crowns upon Wolves’ heads. I would carry on that legacy, defeating dark magic once more.

Before the rise of Sawyn, monsters and sorcerers were myths of the past—things that didn’t exist in the world anymore. We knew little about Sawyn. There wasn’t a single note of where she came from or who she killed to turn herself into a sorceress.

“But when I have you, I’m going to make you moan my name so loud even the moon will hear.” My breath hitched as heat pooled in my core. “And then the Goddess will know for certain that she was right for giving me to you.”

“The moon knew we needed each other, better than I ever understood, and now I know I was meant to be yours just as you were meant to be mine.”

merem. It meant “with the river.” I loved that. With the river—flowing, carving its own path. That river was taking me further away from all the things I was told I should be.

see you like every other person is in the shadows and the moonlight only shines on you.”

I had no name, no body, no history beyond this moment. I was a symphony of pure pleasure.

We were two notes in the same song, two destinies of the same fate, two bodies with the same soul.