Summary: We all have tragic backstories in today’s world.
I wake up chained to the wall of a dark cell aware of two things: I failed my sister, and I smell my enemy.
When I’m taken to meet Dare, the alpha of the Silver Tip pack, I’m sure I’m about to lose my throat. The last thing I expect is for the Alpha to recognize me as his fated mate. No way is he going to let me go now, and I still have to find a way to rescue my sister.
As I plot my escape to save her, I find that if I leave, Dare could be killed by power-hungry members of his pack. And now he’s more to me than my fated mate—my heart is involved. With time ticking by on my sister’s life, I have to make a choice I never thought I’d face—my sister’s life or my mate’s? That’s if I can survive the undead shifters intent on killing me first…
Genres: Romance, LGBTQIA+, Paranormal, Adult Fiction
My thoughts: It has been years since I have read a good paranormal story following werewolves who get pushed together by a mate bond. Daring Fate was the type of book that you dive straight into and read in one sitting because the action, romance, and angst will grab your full attention. This is an incredibly unique story, not only because there are undead werewolves, but two male werewolves are mated together in an epic romance that I absolutely fell in love with. Their love that, at first was a bit fast paced, gripped my heart and made me root for them as they went through various situations involving the packs in the world.
Paranormal books are one of my favorite genres to read, and yet I never read enough of them. I am so glad I was able to read Daring Fate because this story was fast paced, steamy, full of action and tension among various packs while following the two werewolves mated to one another. The entire world introduced into this story could have had extra development and been focused on more, but, from what I read, the paranormal setting was fascinating to learn about. The paranormal aspects of this book were so unique and created an intriguing read for me. One of my favorite things, of course, was the romance between Dare and Reese and how selfless they were when helping one another with family and friends. Their love was heated and addicting, even if some of the relationships closest to them needed a bit more attention.
Daring Fate is a wonderful werewolf story that is perfect for the Halloween season. It gave me major autumn vibes while reading it and made me want to curl up and read about Dare’s responsibilities as an Alpha and Reese’s attempt to bring his family together safely. This is a story that will make your heart race and leave you wanting more in the end.
EXCERPT FROM DARING FATE: Footsteps sounded above and, despite Reese’s posture, I went right to him, shielding him with my body. He huffed against my chest, then settled his hands tentatively on my hips.
Noweres smelled like rotting corpses left out in the sun for five days. Even protected by the small ledge above us, the stench surrounded us, and I had to bury my nose in the crook of my arm. All around me, my pack members gasped for breath and blinked through watery eyes while trembling at the sounds of the chatter above us, the roars and growls, all which swirled to deafening levels. I couldn’t hear myself think, couldn’t do anything but press closer to Reese, whose entire body was shaking. He clung to me tighter, pressing his forehead against my chest.
By the sounds of it, the Nowere pack was large, maybe fifty to seventy-five strong, and we’d be no match for them, even if all of us shifted. My little wolf would be overpowered in a second, no matter how much I tried to protect him.
The Nowere brain had one function and that was to detect living things and consume them or turn them. They had a keen sense of smell and poor eyesight. Their frustrated grunts and stomps above, which rained dirt and stones down on our heads, told me they smelled us.
Noweres were dumb, but I wouldn’t put it past them to somehow slip off the cliff and land right on our little ledge. I wasn’t sure how long we were there, huddled together as the Noweres stomped above us. But eventually the chatter began to retreat and the footsteps lessened. I was breathing easier when a fist-sized rock crashed to the ledge floor, then four-foot claws curled over the edge of the cliff right near my head.
I held up my hand to signal silence, never taking my eyes off those claws. The panic was welling up inside me, for Reese, for my pack. For myself. I stuffed it down, calling on every bit of alpha I had in me.
A gust of air blew a cloud of dirt in front of the ledge, a Nowere exhale, which brought with it another cloud of stench, then the chattering started. I glanced at my pack, who were staring at the claws and at me, like do something.
The air heated from the Nowere body and our breaths. Fear swirled in the air like a dust cloud, and I hoped like hell it didn’t tip into panic.
The foot claws uncurled and disappeared. I held my breath for one second, two, and then in a shower of dust and rotting fur, a Nowere crashed to the cliff in front of us.
I shoved Reese back into the cave and shifted immediately to my Were form as the Nowere flailed, trying to gain its balance as it scrambled for purchase on the edge. Its teeth chattered in time with my racing heart as my bones morphed. Just as it regained its footing, I finished my shift.
The Nowere threw his head back on a roar, and we met on the ledge in a clash of claws.
* I was given a digital copy of this novel from the publicist in exchange for an honest review! Thank you!*