Dire Bound (The Wolves of Ruin, #1)

by Sable Sorensen

pull my coat tighter around myself, begrudgingly grateful for all the coin Lee spent on my equipment.

I cant help but think Lee is not who she thinks he is. He is someone more. Like maybe that direwof person with all the marks.....dont know why he is just sus.

nod my agreement, although at least this isn’t the first time I’m hearing the news. But being put forward as a Bonded companion to a direwolf?

Proof that Lee is not who he says he is. A messenger would not have knowledge of the messages.

The officer I saw back in the Central Market, the one who dragged that deserter behind him. The dead-eyed psychotic killing machine.

Lee? Is this you?

Crown Prince Killian descends to the balcony while I stand there frozen, my whole world crumbling around me. And then, seated at his father’s side, he lifts his head and looks right at me, dark blue eyes filled with regret. My heart cracks. Lee.

GODDAMIT!!!!! I knew he wasnt who he said he was!!!!!!

gesture of love. I wiggle out of my clothes and then slowly and reverently don the dress, careful not to dislodge any of the delicate jewels. It fits perfectly, like it was made for my body alone. Every detail has been considered, every element chosen with care. This is what it means to be loved by a prince.

The assumption that it was him is mindblowing. I can see where the logic comes from but comeon!! Horses, gifts???

put them off as best I can. “I don’t know for sure who it’s from. It just appeared in my room.”

More true than you know. At least your honest outside if not in your mind.