Mated to the Warrior Beast
[COMPLETE] What life is left for a warrior when there is no more enemy to fight? ...He knelt before her in the posture of a soldier giving honor to their Queen. And she didn't even know it. “Harth," he rasped, "I come empty-handed. I bring no weapon. Because I swear to you, I will never choose to harm you. Never draw your blood—in anger, or in fear. I bring no shield. Because I vow I will never defend myself from your eyes, your hands, your mind. I am yours.” ***** After a year of peace in Anima, Tarkyn finds himself... lonely. As the Captain of the Queen's Guard and a lion-shifter, he has met every female in the tribes, but never found his mate. Certain he must have overlooked someone, Tarkyn undertakes a grueling ritual, pleading with the Creator to reveal her. But the ritual presses him to the end of even his formidable strength. Yet, the Creator heard his cry... Discovered on the brink of death by his mate, Harth, and nursed back to health, Tarkyn now faces the most difficult battle of his life. Because Harth isn’t just a stranger to the Anima, she is a weapon of the humans who tried to destroy them. Can the love of a warrior and his enemy bring peace to Anima? Or will they be torn apart forever by war between their peoples? ***** STANDALONE STORY: While Tarkyn's story is a part of the Anima world and fans will be reunited with some of their favorites as side-characters, Tarkyn and Harth are new POV characters and their story is a new plot arc, so their story can be enjoyed without reading the previous books! But please add Falling in Love with the King of Beasts, and Taming the Queen of Beasts to your library to enjoy later! Cover Art by artist: Aenaluck. Find more incredible art and support the artist on www.patreon.com/aenaluck
Discipline isn't Punishment
~ TARKYN ~
Harth turned slowly to meet his eyes. "You think… No, Tarkyn, You can't know… Zev and Sasha got us out of the grip of the humans. They trust them—believe in them."
"Them, or Sasha?" Tarkyn said, his face grim. He traced the hair back from her temples, behind her ear. "Harth, there is real fear out there. Fear of Zev. He's looking… erratic. Unwise. Aggressive. If we go meet Elreth tomorrow and she responds as I think she will—with calm and dignity and humility—and Zev continues to spit hate and aggression… If Sasha pushes for peace and Zev for war… who do you think they'll follow? And where will that leave the pair of them?"
"No," Harth said, shaking her head as if to push the thought away. "It can't be that bad. They're just nervous."
"They're more than nervous, Harth. They came expecting a new life. They've been held too tightly since they arrived, and now that they're finally able to see a future… now Zev wants to make them fight again?"