“This is a must read for all fans of Shifters.†– Read Our Thoughts
WHEN HE COULDN'T FIND HIS MATE IN THIS WORLD, THE WENT ELSEWHERE.
For hundreds of years the Scotia werewolves have lived in the highlands and enjoyed the protection of the Fae Monarchy, but the world is changing and the straining population compels the highlander werewolves to adapt. Or die. Or MOVE. When Liulf unexpectedly becomes a reluctant pack alpha, he begins an epic exodus.
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author, Victoria Danann, based this series as a follow up to Moonlight, Knights of Black Swan, Book 4
“…a fast paced, emotional story that has you RIGHT THERE, in the melee, feeling the pain, sorrow, joy and even the throes of passion.†– Dying To Read and Weaving Tales
“This is a must read for all fans of Shifters.†– Read Our Thoughts
"Victoria Danann has done it once again. I could not put this down until I was finished. It moved along at an amazing pace that was just perfect, the characters will grab you and you cannot help but fall in love with them and the story. Wow, this is an amazing read.""I got so lost in Luilf's world I forgot mine."
"...fulfills that hunky shifter kilt hunger from the get go."
"...this is a spin off to (Knights of Black Swan) and I have to tell you I loved it." >
"As always Victoria Danann hits it out of the ball park with another amazing story." p>
Short Excerpt.
Liulf squatted on the castle parapet with his back to the sound of the ocean crashing against Girnigoe’s black craig cliffs. If he let himself think about the damp cold or the January wind that tried to penetrate flesh and bone, he’d start to shiver in a way that would rack his whole body…. So he’d learned to focus on other things. Looking east, over the land he loved, he felt a sense of pride and history. And memory. In his slightly less than four hundred years, he’d covered every inch of pack territory in wolf form and much of it in biped form as well. He knew he was blessed with good things, but that didn’t fill the underlying emptiness that he couldn’t quite pinpoint. Lack of purpose maybe. There wasn’t much satisfaction in guarding a border without an aggressor.
That very day a wolf had said it was easy for Liulf to make reckless choices because he didn’t have a mate. Liulf had kept his face passive, but inside the words had stung. It wasn’t as if he could control destiny. What Lycan didn’t want to find his mate? Well, perhaps Conn would prefer to be a bachelor wolf forever.
It was true that Liulf could have settled for a bitch who was merely compatible, as most did. But he hadn’t because he knew there was more. There was mating that was, well, magical. He wouldn’t say so out loud because his brothers would never stop razzing him if he did. But he lived with a constant yearning that never subsided, spoken or not.
All the fucking in the world wouldn’t take the edge off his desire. And he should know. All he had to do was keep from cursing the Fates until they saw fit to gift him with the one. The one he knew was out there.
