Dire Bound (The Wolves of Ruin, #1)

by Sable Sorensen

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

Everything was perfect, so of course it couldn’t last.

I’ve missed him so much over the past couple of days. It felt like my heart was being carved from my chest with his absence. Little did I know that he was holding the knife the whole time.

You were the blinding beauty of the sun personified.”

“My love for you is as unwavering and steady as the winds from Mount Wolfsbane. I’d give it all up if you told me to.

“You’re the most powerful woman in Nocturna, Meryn.” The certainty in his deep tone heats my blood, makes me look him straight in his glittering eyes. “You can bring this kingdom to its knees with just a word.”

While the tap warmed up, I stared at the woman in the mirror, once again filled with unreality caused by my own appearance.

And in case my implication is not crystal fucking clear: You touch her again and I’ll cull you myself.”

“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 are the danger. Any person who doesn’t see that deserves what’s coming to them.”