He took everything from me. My freedom. My future. My choice. So why does my traitorous heart want to give him more? ________________________________________ On my wedding night, Viking raiders storm the hall. My husband falls. And the most dangerous man I've ever seen throws me over his shoulder like a prize of war. Brandr is ice and fury. Scarred. Deadly. Consumed by grief and vengeance. He doesn't want a wife. He wants payment for what was stolen from him. I should hate him. Fight him. Run the first chance I get. But winter in his frozen homeland traps us together. And the man who collared me also teaches me to fight. The warrior who branded his mark on my skin looks at me like I'm the only thing keeping him alive. When he touches me, I forget I'm his captive. When he kisses me, I forget this wasn't my choice. And when I discover I'm carrying his child, I realize the most terrifying truth of all: I'm falling for the man who stole me. But our enemies aren't done. Men who want me dead. Men who see our love as weakness to exploit. Men who will burn everything we've built to take what isn't theirs. Brandr swears he'll protect me. That he'll fight the whole world to keep our family safe. I just hope his promise isn't the death of us both.
