Adopted into her royal status, Nobi is not your typical princess. She is of mixed heritage in a world where that is forbidden, a myth to many, kept secluded within the gates of her mystical people. Others’ thoughts, often cruel, bombard her, causing her not to trust her own mind. Nobi can also interpret meaning from the wind.
Nobi despises the men of Rowan, believing one of them raped her mother resulting in her birth. Yet she is promised to Lord Erick, the future Ruler of Rowan, to ensure the safety of her people. Drugged to compliance, Nobi walks down the aisle and into a new world.
Erick is a powerful and handsome young warrior, chosen to take over his father’s place of power. Reluctant to take a wife, he agrees to the unprecedented arrangement to forge a new era. When he lifts his bride’s veil he discovers she is none other than the exotic mythical beauty he’d spied a year ago by the river. He soon learns his wife’s uniqueness extends far beyond her appearance…
The passionate dance of resistance between the Princess and the Lord is penetrated by the danger that looms within the city of Rowan. Will accepting her husband’s love be the answer to controlling her gifts, and saving her people?
“Are we here to talk?” Nobi regretted the words as soon as they left her lips.
She would normally have found it romantic that a man took the time to ease a woman before her first love-making experience, but he had wounded her with rejection. She wondered if he conversed to ease her or if he was waiting for the effects of the liquor to make bedding her a more pleasant task.
I will not lay with a man who does not desire me.
Surprisingly, Lord Erick began to laugh. His amusement at her expense birthed a new anger.
“Princess, I will not deny that I would love to bed you here and now. I would have liked to rip that gown from your body the second you walked through the door; no, the moment I saw you float down the aisle. However, you arepure,” he emphasized the word and glared at her before finishing his statement, “and I sought to put you at ease.” His glass clanked down onto a neatly cluttered desk. “Let me apologize… and remedy your doubts.”
Before Nobi could protest, Erick’s moist lips were on hers. His large hands completely encircled her waist, his firm grasp preventing her escape. She fought against the exquisite feel of his mouth probing hers. His heady masculine scent assailed her and she tasted the unfamiliar liquor he’d just consumed.
“No, I do not wish…”
Speaking was her undoing. He took the opportunity to explore the cave of her mouth further. His kiss was crippling — soft, demanding, gentle, sweet, and firm all at once.
Nobi felt intoxicated. Her opposition turned into complete submission as she began stroking his mouth with her tongue in return.
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