Dire Bound (The Wolves of Ruin, #1)

by Sable Sorensen

For everyone who’s turned their pain into power

If there’s one thing I’ve learned in my twenty-three years alive, it’s this: Women in pain give men confidence.

She’s probably annoyed that I’ve spent so much mental energy on Killian when I’m meant to be training and strengthening our bond. She agrees.

“No one wants these tattoos, princess,” he murmurs. “There is no place for pride in war.”

“Thinking about spitting in my face again, princess?” he says, dark amusement in his eyes.

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

Hey, by the by, your betrothed is a gaslighting piece of shit?”

“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.”

“You’re worried?” He scoffs. “Never. You are the danger. Any person who doesn’t see that deserves what’s coming to them.”