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Monday, October 24, 2022

dying may just be the key ... Blood and Thunder (Thunderbird Brotherhood, #2) by Wren Michaels


Rowtag Aktoon is about to die. He doesn’t know how, and he doesn’t know when. All he knows is it’s coming.


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Publication date: October 20th 2022

Rowtag Aktoon is about to die. He doesn’t know how, and he doesn’t know when. All he knows is it’s coming.

After his cousin shares a vision and part of it comes true, the reality creeps in that his end could very well be imminent. His family convinces him to seek the help of a witch who could provide answers. He only hopes that what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.

Everleigh Ulric isn’t what she seems. Hiding from a father who wants to exploit her and an immortal witch out for vengeance, she’s built a life of anonymity hidden away at Cirque de Mystique – a paranormal circus.

When Tag discovers Everleigh is his fated mate, life takes on new meaning, however short theirs may be. He plans to do everything in his power to make sure neither he nor his new mate end up six feet under. But dying may just be the key that unlocks the doors of their happily ever after.

EXCERPT

“What aren’t you telling me, Ev?” Dominic clutched her by the elbow and tugged her toward the back of the room.

The worry in her chest manifested in her eyes as they pooled with tears. She struggled to contain them as she shook her head. “No, if I tell you, it makes it real. I can’t deal with this right now.”

She’d done just fine for ten years on her own, managing to not endanger anyone else, hurt anyone else, drive anyone else away. No, she had to keep to her path. She couldn’t let him talk her into this.

“Ev,” Dominic choked out. “Let me in. I can help you. You know I won’t leave your side if you need me. Are you in trouble? Did something happen? Do I need to put Beck’s head on a stick and sell it at the carnival downstairs?”

Ev rolled her eyes, forcing back a snort at his continued disdain for Beck. If he only knew. Beck was just a sweet, misguided kid with a teenage crush. He was the least of her worries.

“Don’t, Dom. Just don’t. You don’t want to know, and I can’t get you involved. You’re safer if you just leave.”

“If it isn’t safe for you here anymore, I’ll find a new place. But you have to tell me what’s going on or I can’t help you.” Dominic’s voice grew harsh.

“This isn’t your fight, Dom. I don’t want you here. Any of you! You don’t understand.” She shirked from his grasp and gripped the table behind her for support.

“Then make me understand, Ev!” Dominic shot his hands in the air. Clenching her jaw, she forced the words back down her throat. She loathed when Dom pulled Alpha on her, forcing her to do things against her will. She didn’t even know if he knew he was doing it, but when he got in one of his moods, it happened naturally just because of who he was.

“Ev,” he said, inching closer to her, his voice lowering and pushing against her skin like a vice. She gripped the sides of her head, battling his command, using everything in her—short of magic—to keep him from forcing the truth out of her. She swore she would never use magic again—on anyone.

She’d nearly killed him when her powers first awakened. Not even realizing she was doing it, he pulled Alpha on her and the energy inside her forced itself to protect her, defend her. The scar above his eyebrow reminded her what happened when she lost control. If her brother’s friend, Zax, hadn’t been there to pull him away, she would have killed him. Dom may wear a physical scar, but she would never lose the mental one in her heart from that night. Everleigh was a walking time bomb, not safe for anyone or anywhere. Until the coven had taken her in and taught her how to control her powers.

Unable to keep up the fight, she whipped around and shot to her tiptoes to glare at him eye to eye. “He’s my fucking mate!” she hissed, snapping her head up as the realization of those words hit her.

There was no going back now. Saying it out loud intensified the aching need her body demanded she quench. The desire to go to Tag, to bond with him, felt like a palpable, tangible string being pulled taut between them every time she looked at him. Forcing herself to look away took every ounce of strength she had.

“Are you happy now? Does that make things all better to know I’ll be risking his life if I do this? This could very well be how he dies! If she or dad finds out I have a mate…they’ll use him against me.”

Dominic hitched back, his jaw dropping as he looked from Everleigh to Tag across the room. “You’re shitting me.”

She narrowed her eyes and all but shot lasers out of them at him.

“Holy shit!” He dragged a hand through his tousled hair and huffed out a breath. “Are you sure?” He looked back at his sister.

“Are you seriously asking me that? Did you question it when you saw Nodin for the first time?” She thrust her hands to her hips.

He pursed his lips and shot a glance to Nodin. “No. I knew instantly.”

“Exactly.” She folded her arms and leaned against the table, staring across the room at the huddle of testosterone, doing her best not to search the group for Tag.

“Shit,” Dominic said with a visible, hard swallow. “How do I tell Nodin?”

She launched a punch to his shoulder. “Oh, so glad that’s where your concern lies.”

“What? I get it. I’m just saying.” He thrust his arms toward Nodin. “Now I have to tell the love of my life that his brother is mated to my sister, who is a walking amalgamation being hunted by our father and a batshit crazy immortal witch, on top of him being prophesied to die at any moment. This just gets better and better.”

Everleigh tossed her hands in the air, grunting in frustration, and stalked to another corner of the room, far away from her dipshit brother. And hopefully far enough away from Tag that she could breathe, release the desire from her body building inside her at the thought of him. She had to get a hold of herself.

“Ev,” he said with a sigh. “We’ll figure this out. I promise. I’ve kept you safe for almost ten years. I won’t lose you now. Plus, we have help.” He motioned to the other side of the room.

“Oh, yes, a big flock of birds is going to solve all my problems.” She rolled her eyes.

About the author:
Wren hails from the frozen tundra of Wisconsin where beer and cheese are their own food groups. But a cowboy swept her off her feet and carried her to Texas, where she promptly lost all tolerance for cold and snow. Fueled by coffee, dreams, and men in kilts, Wren promises to bring you laughter, heart-fluttering romance, and action that keeps you on the edge of your seat.


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