Wed to the Barbarian (Barbarian Duet #1)

“E verything’s fine! I’m perfectly safe.”

Somehow, the sound of Jem’s own voice in the forest’s sinister hush only made the hair on the back of his neck stand even taller. But was it truly sinister?

A carpet of pine needles and dirt muffled his boots. He dodged patches of mud where the night’s rain had soaked through the dense foliage. Yet here and there, wildlife scurried and birds called.

It wasn’t the steady hum he was accustomed to in Neuvella, where the year-round warmth seemed to encourage insects and animals that were far noisier, but hidden life surrounded him. The forest was only sinister if he made it so.