Crescent Kingdom (The Wolves of Crescent Creek, #1)

by Tessa Hale

He blinked a few times, seeming to come back to himself. “Don’t think I’ve ever heard you laugh. It’s fucking beautiful.”

Those blue-green eyes narrowed on me, the knife tattooed next to one flexing with the movement. “Who. Did. This. To. You?”

“I see you, Wren. And everything I see is beautiful. Gentle and fierce. Strong and tender. You’re everything all at once, and it’s the most incredible thing I’ve ever witnessed.”

I’d seen her cast a quick grin at one of my brothers but not smile full-out like this. It was devastating. The kind of beauty that could bring a man to his knees. Maybe it was designed that way.

“You’re home?” One corner of his mouth kicked up. “So are you.” “Wren,” we said at the same time.