The end is finally here! For those of you who have been
following The MacLomain Series: Viking Ancestors’ Kin, I have big news. Pride
of a Viking, the final book in the series, is now available. It’s been a wild
adventure with the Viking Ancestors’ Kin, and I loved the ending, so all’s well
that ends well, right? Kodran and Erica were full of surprises and kept me
entertained, so I hope they do the same for you. Be sure to join Pride of a Viking on tour for a chance to win a $25 gift card to Amazon or Barnes &
Noble! (details below)
Book Description
Two men tore Erica’s world apart in another life. One was the man
she loved and the other the enemy. Now both are back, and it’s up to her to
make sure an ancient blood feud doesn’t destroy everyone she cares about. That
means steering clear of her dragon mate. But sometimes memories are too strong
and the past too powerful. Or so it seems when she slips back in time and ends
up on an unexpected journey with a man she was determined to forget.
Having confronted who he once was and what he did in a previous
life, Kodran Sigdir sets out to seek answers. He needs to better understand his
part in an age old war and to keep his distance from Erica. They should remain
apart. Yet destiny seems to be drawing him back to her. How he once felt. All
he gave up. Could things go differently this time? Or will the risk to their
people be too great? Find out as Erica, Kodran and their kin go up against the
enemy one last time in Pride of a Viking,
the epic conclusion of Viking Ancestors’ Kin.
Excerpt
“Are
you sure Hallstein was your mate?” His eyes held hers as he spun her so that
they were facing each other. “Do you have memories of your time with him?” He
shook his head, spoke through clenched teeth and worked hard to keep rage from
taking over as he caught glimpses of what she had endured. “He did things to you, Erica. Things that make no sense given you were Maeva…his
mate.”
She
leaned back, clenched her jaw and averted her eyes. “Yes, he was my mate. I’m sure of it.”
“Then
why can’t you look at me when you say that?” He tilted her chin until she had
no choice but to meet his eyes. “What aren’t you telling me? What’s the missing
piece?” He frowned. “Because something’s not adding up.”
“It
doesn’t…you just...” She frowned as well. “You need to let this go. You need to
let me go. It’s the only way this is
going to work. It’s the only hope we have.”
“And
where am I supposed to let you go to?” He glanced around to remind her where
they were before his eyes returned to hers. “Because it’s out of my control,
yes?”
“You
know what I mean.”
“Do
I?” He stepped a bit closer and never removed his fingers from her chin.
“Because as far as I can tell you want me to believe you desire Hallstein when
that’s the furthest thing from the truth. I think you’re trying to push me away
so that you can somehow save everyone all on your own.”
Because
he was remembering his life as Eluf, he
remembered what Maeva had looked like. While they shared the same tall, lithe
build with curves in all the right places, he found Erica more stunning in this
life. Her eyes were varying shades of striking green that seemed to shift with
her mood, and her warm skin tone was
luminous. He wanted to feel her soft skin against him. Touch every last inch of
her.
She
went very still as their eyes held. Or so one would think if they couldn’t
detect the slight tremor that went through her. Shivers that only translated to
another dragon. He also noticed that she had gone from momentarily vulnerable
to completely closed off despite her physical reaction.
“You’re
good at that,” he murmured, shifting even closer to see if he could bring out
that tremor even more. “Trying to be strong for everyone else all the time. How
long have you played that part?” While he should have remained compassionate
and thankful, his inner dragon was flaring. The jealousy that reared whenever
he thought about her in the enemy’s arms. “How long have you been playing the
part of a woman trying to convince Hallstein that you’re his? How long have you
been—”
“No,”
she cut him off, yanked her chin away and narrowed her eyes. “What I’ve done to
help our people is not because—”
“Because
you’re meant to be together?” he cut her off just as readily, as he turned
things around on her. “Because you’re not, are you?” He shook his head and
narrowed his eyes as well. “You’re not supposed to be with him.” His voice
dropped to a whisper as the truth hovered just out of reach. Like a memory he was right on the verge of
remembering. “You never were, but something happened…”
Something
he needed to understand, so he thought fast. If one thing had been proven true
with his kin and their mates it was that intimacy seemed to speed up their
mental connections. So why not get things moving in that direction?
It
seemed Erica followed his line of thought because
a moment later she started to move away but he caught her. With an arm around
her lower back, he yanked her against him, cupped the back of her neck and
kissed her.
The
moment he did, everything changed.
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