I thought love would solve everything, but instead, loving Erich has only caused problems: Apocalyptic in nature.
That new car smell of our budding relationship has gone out the window, leaving behind the smell of a rancid tuna taco.
Erich's mother, Lady Hel, the Norse goddess of death, despises me. It's more than silent daggers and rolling of eyes. If she could make my head roll, she would. I'm not sure what she'd do to try to get her Erich to break things off with me.
But she is capable of anything.
Including forcing me to travel back to 1799 where her maniacal brother, Fenrir, the wolf-like monster awaits.
He's more than dangerous.
He's pure destruction.
And he's determined that he will use me, a dragon-shifter, to take down the gods in Asgard.
If I don't cooperate, Erich bites the dust permanently, and if I do, I'll damn us all.
Maybe that is what Lady Hel wants. How the hell am I supposed to choose?
