By Her Sword

By Her Sword

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Her closest companion slick with blood, its sharpened blade gently shimmers in the dawns infant light. Her lost sisters corpses lay staring, gawking at the auburn wings unfurled over the dying stars overhead. She is not alone. Her thoughts were always a comfort; but now they are her captors, her unloyal friends who have left her for dead by their hand. Her blood was spilt on this empty, hollow ground just like her mother's was last fall. Her blood mother is in Valhalla, where her last child, when she is taken by her foes, yearns to rejoin her mother in the land of eternal fighting and Feasts. Where the valkyries Fly and rule. Just FYI I simply found this online and didn't find and owner, and I loves it. Hopefully I can somehow color it.
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Kylie survived the brutal destruction of her pack only to discover her cold alpha mate was the one responsible for the brutal slaughter of her family and pack mates. She can't forgive and she won't forget. Kylie cooperates with his demands while she searches for a way to free the remaining survivors and herself. Success teaches her just how complicated mate bonds can be and gives her the chance to choose her own fate. "Screw the mate bond. If I went for his throat while he was driving in human form, I might be able to kill him right now, and if I didn't succeed, the resulting accident might. I leapt for the front seat, powerful jaw ready to rip out his throat as he had ripped out my family's to take my revenge. Without even taking his left hand off the wheel, he blocked me by getting his right forearm between my jaws. I bit down as hard as I could, wishing to break his bones and sever the limb. Worse, I felt the tingles of our first contact where violence had connected us. The iron of his blood mingled with the other scents around me." (This is a dark story, but not the stereotypical one where she falls in love with her captor. This is the story of escape from a toxic relationship and finding healthy love.) MATURE content including violence, dubious consent, intimacy, and mature and other possibility upsetting themes like threats of suicide and miscarriage. Not intended for the 18- crowd, sorry. #1 in Protective (10/23/21, 02/02/22) #1 in Pack (10/24/21)

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