Generations ago, shifters -- many with magic powers -- were accepted throughout Emylnor. But a war with the nearby dragon nation bred concern, and though Emylnor's forces beat back the invasion, the shifters retreated into hiding.<br><br>Akton is a weasel shifter who seems to have no magical talents. When he is hunted, Talfryn joins the fight, finally able to flex his salamander flame powers. But while they make a good team, the thrill quickly wears off when they uncover recruitment orders. A shifter named Basil is building an army.<br><br>Someone has to warn Queen Ylenia before Basil can launch Emylnor into another war. When Akton and Talfryn volunteer to deliver the information to her, they have no intention of getting deeply involved with the fight -- or each other. But to stop Basil, they need to learn to trust each other completely, and fast. Or all of Emylnor will burn ...

Flame and Snow

“Shit,” he heard one of his pursuers say as he tucked his head and crashed through the window. Only one floor up, he doubted he’d die in the fall. But the landing jolted him so hard that everything went black for a moment. When Akton got his senses back, he was on the packed dirt courtyard behind the pub, body throbbing with pain, vision and hearing a little off. He staggered upright, hand reaching for his sword.


“You would have made a great recruit,” said someone behind him, and he whirled, trying not to tilt too much. He blinked at the eyes glowing in the night, the wolf shifter. She was smiling grimly.


Chapter 3