Finding You (Chikalu Falls, #1)

by Lena Hendrix

In Norse mythology, Valkyrie were female goddesses who spread their wings and flew over the battlefield, choosing who lived and who died in battle. Warriors chosen by the Valkyrie died with honor and were then taken to the hall of Valhalla in the afterlife. Their souls could finally rest.

At my next leave, I’d gotten a tattoo of the Valkyrie wings spread across my right forearm so I could have a visual reminder of her. I could always keep her with me.

We needed to have a serious talk about whether or not he was going to pursue Jo—because if he wasn’t, game on.

Growly, protective Lincoln was quickly becoming my new favorite thing.

Being able to take care of yourself and wanting someone to want to take care of you were two very different things.

“But you are my Joanna, aren’t you?” he said, his voice gravely with desire, searching my face for some answer.

I swear to god that man could incinerate every set of panties within a hundred-mile radius with that smile.

A loud, hard clank had my head whipping up and my eyes springing open to see Joanna in the mirror through the steam of the shower leaned against the sink, eyes wide, staring at me with my dick in my hands.

She loved all of me and I had pushed her away—not because I was protecting her, but because I was protecting myself.

Joanna, my heart beats to the rhythm of yours and the best thing to ever happen to me was finding you.