Running Ember: Wolf Shifters of Norse Lore by Meraki P. Lyhne

Author:Meraki P. Lyhne [Lyhne, Meraki P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay fiction, wolf shifters, urban fantasy, norse mythology, international fiction, saga, contemporary, action adventure
Publisher: MarLau Publishing
Published: 2024-05-19T18:30:00+00:00

“I WANT TO RUN, I WANT to run, I want to run,” Steffen whispered.

Why was he whispering? He was running. Home to his mountain and his mate.

“Stop!” Tristan called out.

“Run with me, mate, run with me. Run with us.”

The swaying stopped, and Steffen felt something press against his side.

Opening his eyes, the landscape had changed. The scent of a forest tickled his nose, and only the absence of humans, the Sleipnir, Cubi, and Vargr in that dry and desolate place made their presence assault his nose now. But then the overwhelming scent of his mate took over, and big beefy arms lifted Steffen up to be cradled against a huge and warm chest. Such joy and relief spread in him from his ember.

Steffen looked up into Tristan’s worried yet happy eyes.

“Stef? Baby? Are you...” Tristan put a hand on Steffen’s forehead, then his cheek. “Your fever broke.”

“I want to run.”

Tristan stood, taking Steffen with him, then set him down on the mossy ground. It felt soft under the soles of his human feet. “Then let’s run.” Tristan let go, and Steffen staggered off, feeling too dizzy and beside himself.

No, now he knew what being beside himself felt like. He was just dizzy, but that was not going to stop him. Steffen staggered off, and his ember immediately clashed with Tristans.

Pack. He felt pack. Rasmus and Torben joined their stumbling run, and Steffen’s ember warmed with joy and purpose to see them happy and prosperous.

“Good to see you well again, Pack Alpha,” Rasmus said.

“Good thing, too, so Rasmus doesn’t have to punch more Alphas.”

Steffen needed that story at some point. But first, he needed to run with his mate and bask in the sensation of finally being connected to his ember again.

In the distance, the pull of the Alphas of All thumped hard. Steffen wanted to respond to that call, but he recognized that he had to pace himself or he’d be of no damn use to Sköll. Like he’d promised Rolf he would be. What he wanted and what he needed to do was the balance he’d had to deal with since his ember grew angry to let him understand that.

And he had to remember to tell them that the Draugr curse was a plant spore infecting them. That was the traitor. An infected Vargr, who lost the battle and corrupted its own ember. No, an infected Rigr.

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