Huroth the dragon chieftain is awoken from a deep sleep and does not understand what has happened. He is only able to find a few other members of his clan. Now he realizes survival is the only goal he has for himself and his tribe.
Huroth then goes to the humans who have flourished while he was frozen in sleep and sets up an alliance with them. He believes key to their survival would be to take human wives. While in the human kingdom he sees Orwenna, who is but a young teenage girl at the time and he is able to speak with her through his mind. This contact surprises them both. Huroth sets his deal with the King, Orwenna's uncle and leaves not seeing Orwenna for another ten years. Many things have changed during this time and now that the kingdom needs the help of the dragons Orwenna and Huroth are thrown together and the outcome could save the kingdom and yet destroy the life Orwenna has created for herself.
DRAGON WIFE is book one in the Dragon Clan Series and the ending sets you up for a very intriguing next book. I really enjoyed the characters in this story even though at times I wanted to smack Orwenna and say what the heck is wrong with you. But no worries it is not the first female lead in a romance that I have wanted to slap. Sometimes they just take longer than it takes those of us reading to realize what is good for them
Diana Green leaves us wanting more with the ending of DRAGON WIFE and I for one can't wait for the next book in the Dragon Clan Series. You will enjoy this book and hopefully there will be many more to come. DRAGON WIFE by Diana Green is a good first book. You will pick it up and notbe able to put it down till you are done.
The clan is waking. After centuries of spellbound sleep,
dragon-shifters are returning to the mountains. They are
few
in number, and the outside world has become overrun with
humans.
Huroth, the dragon chieftain, recognizes a need for his
kind
to adapt, by forming alliances and mate-bonds with humans,
but his clan is divided. From the first time she meets
him,
Lady Orwenna is drawn to the magnificent chieftain. The
mind
link he forms with her is both fascinating and
frightening,
as is the powerful attraction she feels for him. If only
she
knew what was in his heart.
Does he want her for the woman she is, or for her magical
abilities? When war breaks out between kingdoms and
ancient
enemies of the dragons resurface, the clan will be tested.
In the midst of uncertainty, can Huroth and Orwenna find
their way together?
The gathering grew quiet as sounds of boot heels on stone
echoed from the entryway. A man strode in alone, though to
call him a man seemed less than sufficient. There was such
raw power about him, such majesty in his bearing. No one
could mistake his identity. This was the black dragon,
shifted to man-like form, just as legend described. Orwenna
felt the hairs stand up on the back of her neck.
βI am Huroth, son of Huren,β he announced, his voice rich
and deep. He faced the king, down the long silent hall. βI
am chieftain of the dragons who dwell in the Drakeβs Teeth
Mountains. We offer an alliance to the kingdom of Rhelaun.
How do you answer?β
βYou are most welcome, honored guest.β The King bowed as he
spoke then beckoned the chieftain. βPlease, come and talk
with me, so we can decide how this alliance should be
arranged.β
As Huroth advanced towards the throne, he made an
impressive picture. He was tall and broad shouldered,
wearing dark leather armor and a heavy fur-lined cloak. His
hair tumbled in a thick black mane, his eyes the pale blue
of glacier ice. They swept over the courtiers, coolly
assessing.
When those eyes came to rest on Orwenna, she felt time
slow. Everyone else, all her surroundings, faded to
nothing.
And who might you be?
She heard the words in her head, as surely as if heβd
spoken aloud. Without consciously choosing, she responded
in kind.
Orwenna.
His eyes widened in surprise, and he paused mid-step.
Apparently, he had not expected her to hear his musing nor
be able to answer.
There is an aura of magic about you. He sent the thought,
his gaze on her as sharp as a hawkβs.
Thatβs from my mother. She didnβt know how she spoke
directly into his mind. It made her a little dizzy, like
too much wine.
Who is your mother?
Sister to the king and the mage, Vardis.
I see.
He considered a moment, before nodding respectfully to her
and continuing down the hall. Those nearby gave Orwenna odd
looks, and she realized how strange her encounter with
Huroth must have seemed. To everyone else, they would have
appeared to be simply standing, watching one another
without speaking.
How long had it beenβ¦one minuteβ¦five? She couldnβt guess.
All she knew was that it changed her. Reality had shifted
and would never be quite the same again. Dragons lived,
breathed, and walked upon the land like lords of men. She
had spoken mind to mind with one, his fierce eyes locked on
hers. It was not an experience she would soon forget.
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