Series: Forgotten Brotherhood #4
Publication date: January 18th, 2021
Published by: Entangled: Amara
Synopsis:
Lucifer is up to his old tricks, causing problems for the Forgotten Brotherhood. This time, he's had a woman removed from the Norse afterlife and placed her right in the path of Bjorn Knutson. After the slaughter of his wife and family centuries ago, tortured and broke, Bjorn was cursed as the first Norse werewolf. Now he's been tasked by Odin himself with killing the woman who escaped Failure is not an option.
Before he can track her, he stumbles across a woman being accosted by three men in the middle of the night. Even though she's human, he intervenes and is shocked to recognize the face of the one woman he could never kill -- his wife Anja.
She's also the one he's hunting... and if he doesn't kill her then both their lives are at stake.
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Excerpt
A howl rent the air.
Anja!
He spun around and raced toward her with the other wolves hot on his heels.
Like some avenging Valkyrie, she stood with blood dripping from her fisted hand. A werewolf crouched on the sidewalk, blood pouring from one of his eyes and pure hatred radiating from the other.
"I'll kill you, bitch," the wounded male vowed.
Animal instinct took over. The threat to his mate must be eliminated. Bjorn ran straight at the wolf rising to his feet.
Before he could get there, Asher appeared seemingly out of nowhere, clamped his hands on the man's shoulder, and shoved down. The werewolf might be bigger and broader, but he was no match for the powerful vampire. His knees slammed onto the pavement.
"What are you doing here?" Bjorn demanded. The man on the ground was his. His wolf howled inside him, furious at being denied his prey. Bloodlust ruled. His vision narrowed, becoming keener. Claws unleashed, fangs flashed.
"Thought you might need some help, and I was right. Aren't you lucky I'm such a giver?" He inclined his head toward Bjorn's claws. "You might want to put those things away before you hurt yourself." When Bjorn didn't comply, Asher sighed and lowered his voice. "Anja is watching."
Nothing could have pulled him back from the brink of disaster faster. She stood by the open door of the truck, a knife clenched tight between her fingers. He recognized it as one he kept in the glove box. She found it and was prepared to stand and fight.
Her face was as pale as the first snow of winter. Her lips were pressed into a firm line of determination. She was breathing much too fast. Blood stained her hand, a reminder she'd protected herself from an attack.
Once again, he hadn't been there, had let her down. Her hand trembled and the stench of fear permeated the air around her. Was she afraid of him now that she knew what he truly was?
"Bjorn?" Her voice quavered. Her uncertainty was apparent, but likely only to him.
It was more effective than a fist to the jaw to snap him back to reality. He willed his wife into submission. With his hands on his hips, he sucked air into his lungs, driving back the fury that threatened to erupt.
But seeing blood on her, knowing she'd had to defend herself, had brought out the killer inside.
And now she knew.
He was no longer the man she'd married. He was a monster. One he'd created with his own arrogance. He was no different than the man hunting her. Actually, he was worse because he was the cause of it all.
If he was a better man, he'd leave her with Asher for protection while he figured out a way to deal with the threat facing them. His wolf growled, enraged that he'd even consider such a thing. Both man and beast were in agreement. For better or worse, she belonged with him. No one would do more to keep her safe.
The others hunting them approached with caution, their primal instinct finally kicking in, alerting them that there was more to Bjorn and the situation that they understood.
As much as he longed to tear them all limb from limb, fighting wasn't the best or safest option. He'd have to try to reason with them. Yeah, that was likely to work. They were as stubborn as he was.
This was going to end badly.
About the Author:
N.J. Walters
Once upon a time N.J. had the idea that she would like to quit her job at the bookstore, sell everything she owned, leave her hometown, and write romance novels in a place where no one knew her. And she did. Two years later, she went back to the bookstore and her hometown and settled in for another seven years.
One day she gave notice at her job on a Friday morning. On Sunday afternoon, she received a tentative acceptance for her first romance novel and life would never be the same.
N.J. Walters is a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author who has always been a voracious reader, and now she spends her days writing novels of her own. Vampires, werewolves, dragons, time-travelers, seductive handyman, and next-door neighbors with smoldering good looks--all vie for her attention. It's a tough life, but someone's got to live it.
