The Lure of Passion
Chapter One
The Ural Mountains; 1290
She stood, trying to catch her breath, surprised it was so easy to get away. Too
easy. He would be angry when he found her, but then she had known he would be
when she escaped her escort at the kremlin. She was under guard, watched and
protected.
She knew from what she was defended, the Volk, but she also knew some risks had
to be taken, some boundaries had to be tested.
Her escape of the fortress was not a frivolous whim, but one of necessity.
Right now she was more interested in getting to the woods, to the sacred pools.
She needed to see what her future would hold, if following her heart was indeed
the right way to go. Uncertainty never sat well on her shoulders.
There was too much at stake.
For her, it wasn't simply her heart, but her very life.
The early morning light dappled through the autumn forest blanketed in bright
oranges, yellows and browns. She stepped deeper into the place she'd always felt
safe. Though in these troubled times, perhaps safety no longer applied in this
situation. It was why he woul ... read full excerpt from: The Lure of Passion ebook
