Dire Bound (The Wolves of Ruin, #1)

by Sable Sorensen

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.

Uhm. Excuse me.

He pokes the bruise again, pain lancing through me. Fuck this guy. I pull my head back and spit in his face.

Ope. She gives no shits

The room quiets around the three of us, people turning to stare openly now. I shift toward Killian until he’s at my back. He snakes a warm arm around my hips and I breathe in pine, letting it calm me. Then, loudly so everyone can hear, I say, “I’m his, and his alone.”

Boooooooo!

“The Strategos direwolves have convened and chosen their next leader. Anassa. You are the new Strategos Alpha.”

Ya this makes 0 sense

“Who did this to you?” he demands ferociously, one calloused hand clamping hotly on my thigh.

Bark bark bark

“I’m the rightful queen of Nocturna, aren’t I?” I ask. Stark’s eyes spark, he takes a single step back, and he bows down on one knee, hand to his chest. “Welcome home, my queen.”

He reaches through the bars and grabs my wrist, the contact alighting my blood. “Give me the word and I’ll tear out his throat. All the lives I’ve ever taken were just training for this moment, my queen. Make me your instrument of vengeance. Let my hands act out your every savage, depraved thought. Use me. I’m yours.”

I'm barking again