A coastal village. A viking. A young girl. A trade.
Rose was the village outcast. She saw things. Things that the village priest said was blasphemous. She knew things in advance. Things that no one should know. 
Mikkel sailed for this village to initiate trade. He never would have thought that his mate would be the one to greet him. Her gift was revered in his land. In hers, it caused her to be shunned.

The Wolf's Rose

Artur turned to look at his daughter. She had grown into a beautiful young woman. A woman of strength and character. One who was strong enough to stand next to a lycan leader as his mate and help him lead. Already their pack loved her and would protect her to their very deaths. Every single one of them. But would it be enough to save Rose and the pack that loved her? 


Turning to Mikkel, the question he asked the Jarl surprised him. "The dragon living below in the depths of the castle, has she been introduced to him yet? Moorwynn already knows that you have taken a mate and been accepted. He felt my Rose the minute she stepped foot onto these grounds. You know and I know it." Rose stood there in stunned silence. A dragon. A real life dragon. Then something occurred to her. 


"Why is he imprisoned in the belly of the fortress? Why can he not go free?" She asked. 


ELLIFU