Where Storm Meets Frost

The Healer's Prophesied Mate

De: Sunny Briar

Narrado por: Virtual Voice

The last vision I had of my fated mate was him dying in my arms.

Now the brooding Mountain Cat tracker is at my door, demanding I join his mission to find missing shifters.

Magnus Ironwood is six feet four inches of ice-magic and lethal grace, with amber eyes that see right through my healer’s facade.

He thinks I’m just a fragile Storm Eagle medic. He has no idea I can see death before it strikes.

Every time he steps between me and danger, my visions intensify.

His massive snow leopard form taking a killing blow meant for me. His heart stopping as I pour every ounce of healing magic into his failing body.

The same ending, over and over with him choosing my life over his.

The worst part? My traitorous body burns every time he touches me.

When our magic accidentally connects during a healing, the mate bond practically screams between us.

He looks at me like I’m already his, speaks about "when" we complete the bond, not "if."

His clan even makes me prove I’m worthy of him through trials that nearly kill me.

But I passed, because despite the death sentence hanging over us, I want him with a desperation that terrifies me.

Now we’re tracking a mad scientist turning shifters into monsters, and my visions are getting worse.

Magnus swears he’ll claim me properly as his mate once this is over, promises we’ll have forever.

If only I could stop seeing him die first.