Syndicate Masters: Northern Lights

Freyja knew Ragnarök was coming. She needed to ensure those left behind would be protected. “Hear me now. The gods continue to argue amongst themselves even as Ragnarök approaches. I bestow upon you three the gift of transfiguration. From beast to man, you and your descendants will be able to shape shift at will. Live among the people as human, calling upon your shifted form to lend you strength when it is needed. Watch over my people and see they do not perish from this earth.”

Years ago, an alliance was made between the Tiamat Syndicate and the Northern Lights Coalition. I was promised to Gunnar, the head of the Blood Eagle Syndicate. Our families believed an alliance was the only thing to prevent all-out war. With my father dead, my brother Joshua refuses to force me into Gunnar’s bed until the he needs to forge an alliance with Gunnar against a common enemy—the Bratva. I am a pawn to both sides. So I ran. I ran as far as I could to get away from him. I should have known better...lions love to hunt.

I knew who he was when I met him at a fundraising event. Anders Jensen is the boss of Norway’s most powerful criminal organization, the Valhalla Syndicate. He heard I was hired to find a painting stolen by the Nazis. He has offered to fund my expedition in exchange for one of the other looted paintings he wants for his personal collection. Accepting his offer has drawn me into a web of intrigue and danger. When a sniper’s bullet nearly ends my life, I find myself in Anders’ embrace and under his protection. Then he showed me his secret. Now I’ll never get away.

Rhys Donovan is mine. The moment I laid eyes on her she became my obsession. We had one fabulous night together before she disappeared from my bed. In the end, she’ll come to me because I marked her and started her transition. And when she does, I’ll demand judgment.