Friday, August 12, 2016
The Tribe Series, Book 3
Author Sarah Cass
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The Tribe is in trouble. Without a strong Chief to guide and support it, the magic is waning. Fractures
have formed within the Tribe threatening their very lives.
Being Chief is Reed Longfeather’s birthright. He can’t see past all of the ways they’ve wounded him and
his family to accept such a role. His best friend Velli pleads with him to reconsider, but he won’t be
swayed. A gift from the Spirits unlike any seen before only half-convinces him where he needs to be.
Noelle Rousseau is one of the last living Fae on the planet. She finds herself on the Tribe’s lands under
dire circumstances. Her unique mix of magical lineage, and her draw to Reed surprise everyone,
Betrayal, loss, insanity, and a battle to the death will decide all of their fates—if they can only get past
their own grief.
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Reed buried his fingers in his hair. The worst days were always the ones where everything happened at
once. This was one of them.
Even now in this vulnerable position he could feel eyes on him. Warriors that would respond to his
command, and those that were loyal to Melik. Tribe members judging his movements, determining
where they sat along the line of fracture.
Not once had he expected his return to be easy. Alone he might have been able to handle it. Add in the
surprise birth, the question of Melik’s role in the event, the heaping amounts of the white world he’d
added to the Tribe in a few hours, and of course the complication of a particular white woman. He was
surprised he hadn’t died of an aneurysm from the stress.
For just five minutes he wanted to pretend none of it existed.
Maybe Noelle had a point. There was no way he felt any sense of control right then. Not even a little bit.
Years of training had taught him to never give in to such moments of abandon. There wasn’t a time in
his life Reed could remember not being in full control of his emotions and reactions.
All the training had primed him for a role as Medicine Man.
Now that was a role he wouldn’t take on. In fact, he had to embrace the role of Chief. A role that
required even more control.
He rose slowly.
Total abandon. Noelle’s words whispered through his head.
Reed could hear the Cougar growl in approval and closed his eyes as the Animal surged forward. It was
very possible his eyes were yellow now, but he didn’t care. He focused on Noelle as she continued her
humming with a gentle sway to her shoulders.
He stalked toward her, silent as he’d ever been trained to be. The Cougar, despite his impatience,
Noelle didn’t react to his approach until he stood over her. The music faded away with a small gasp as
her eyes opened. “Oh.”
Being forward wasn’t his strong suit, and right then he didn’t trust himself to speak. An offer of his hand
was the best he could do without something over the top happening.
The standard bright smile she’d worn from day one was nowhere to be found. In its place her lips curved
into a simple, quiet, understanding smile that somehow got outweighed by the returned hunger in her
gaze. Her hand slipped into his and she let him pull her to her feet.
With a gentle tug he pulled her across the path to what had been his parent’s house. He knew it still sat
empty, cleaned weekly by Snowbird herself. It was close, and empty. That was all he could think about
when he led Noelle inside.
The moment the door clicked shut, his control snapped. With a loud thump they hit the door, lips locked
in a heated embrace. In his head the Cougar growled its approval when her nails cut along his back.
She was the first to break the kiss. Her breath came in ragged rasps as she held him back just enough to
keep him from claiming her lips again. “No strings.”
With that, her legs wrapped around his waist and he was lost in her touch. The heat took over; the
Cougar came out to play.