Vason had to be the only person in The Hyris Empire who wanted nothing to do with discovering the chosen one. So of course there she was, standing before him in the moonlight. Her amber eyes glowed unnaturally as shards of ice rose into the surrounding air, poised to strike. She had already killed the other watchers. He could not get caught up in this. His sister—who was still lost in the Knoxen Slave Network—had to remain his priority. With the right resources finally at his disposal, all he had to do was to keep his head down. Yet, the woman before him was the only one who could save their people. Her body was tensed like a frightened bird. He was the only one that stood in the way of her escape. Dammit.
Author
A British-Canadian nurse, writer and artist currently living in BC, Canada. All the art-from the cover, to the illustrations within the pages-are her own. “If I’m not in a coffee shop—typing up a storm, you might find me at my local writers group, beta reading with a hot cup of tea, or perhaps I’m off travelling somewhere epic (if I’m lucky). The voices I bring to the paper draw from the distinct social settings in which I have lived, the many places I have travelled, and from my time in health care.”
