What Hunts Inside the Shadows (Of Flesh & Bone, #2)

by Harper L. Woods

But an ember burned inside me in the darkness, watching for the moment it could burn his world to ash. Waiting for my moment to rise, to remind the world why it should never underestimate a woman wronged.

My life had been punctuated by many lows, but fucking my enemy was a new extreme.

The leader quirked a brow, turning his curious stare toward where Caldris watched from beside him. “This mate of yours suits you. She’s vicious.” “Isn’t she?” Caldris agreed.

But what you can be is an avenging fury on the battlefield.” He leaned into my space, finishing in a growl, “And I cannot wait to see you burn it all to the ground.”

“Sometimes, we fight with the most fervor against those things that we need most,” he said, his voice dropping lower until it was barely more than a murmur.

“The significant difference being that you understand how our verbal spats are as much foreplay as when I have you beneath me?” he murmured, the deep timbre of his voice brushing against my skin.

Some secrets were better left in the dark.

I was not made for war. I was made for peace and a cuddly blanket in a comfortable chair in a library with a book in my hand. And I was so tired of the fucking cold.

There is nothing I can say to lessen your hatred, because it exists within you. It is not about me at all, but about you as a person and who you will never be.”