Chapter 1

"It is not nice to listen in on very important matters." He had called her out from her hiding spot. The minute he had looked at her, she saw his eyes turn from muddy brown to black in a matter of seconds. Though young, Willow was a beauty; a sight to behold. Black raven hair, silk and shiny always laid neatly in a braid atop her head. Her skin was sun kissed pale compared to her tribe, and blue-grey eyes; were a sight to behold.

A wicked beast lusts for her, but she was meant to mate with a barbarian; king of lethal beasts.