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Elowen V. Gregersen
Runed to Him: A MM Omegaverse Portal Fantasy Romance with Fated Mates and Wolf Shifter Prince
Runed to Him: A MM Omegaverse Portal Fantasy Romance with Fated Mates and Wolf Shifter Prince
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He has spent his entire career reading marks that belong to other people.
The one on his own wrist he has never been able to translate.
Caelan Vane is twenty-six, methodical, and constitutionally allergic to things he cannot explain. He catalogues exits in every room he enters, builds frameworks for phenomena that resist them, and has spent fifteen years being the most useful person in any archive he walks into. He is good at this. He is good at most things that require precision and distance in equal measure.
He is considerably less good at falling through a portal at one in the morning into a frozen northern kingdom — and landing in the snow at the feet of a wolf prince who has been standing at the same wall, facing the same bearing, waiting for exactly this for four hundred years.
Aldric does not explain himself. He does not have to. The mark on Caelan's wrist has been explaining it since the night he was born.
The problem is that Caelan does not believe in fate. He believes in evidence, frameworks, and the controlled management of things he cannot yet name.
The bond has other plans.
Inside this book:
— A portal that opens at 1 AM in a Dublin archive and closes behind you
— A four-century alpha who counts to three before he moves and has never once taken what isn't offered
— A rune that has been waiting to be read by the right world
— Slow burn that earns every degree of heat
— A bond bite that belongs entirely to the omega
HEA guaranteed. The Ashveil Saga Book 1 of 3.
The one on his own wrist he has never been able to translate.
Caelan Vane is twenty-six, methodical, and constitutionally allergic to things he cannot explain. He catalogues exits in every room he enters, builds frameworks for phenomena that resist them, and has spent fifteen years being the most useful person in any archive he walks into. He is good at this. He is good at most things that require precision and distance in equal measure.
He is considerably less good at falling through a portal at one in the morning into a frozen northern kingdom — and landing in the snow at the feet of a wolf prince who has been standing at the same wall, facing the same bearing, waiting for exactly this for four hundred years.
Aldric does not explain himself. He does not have to. The mark on Caelan's wrist has been explaining it since the night he was born.
The problem is that Caelan does not believe in fate. He believes in evidence, frameworks, and the controlled management of things he cannot yet name.
The bond has other plans.
Inside this book:
— A portal that opens at 1 AM in a Dublin archive and closes behind you
— A four-century alpha who counts to three before he moves and has never once taken what isn't offered
— A rune that has been waiting to be read by the right world
— Slow burn that earns every degree of heat
— A bond bite that belongs entirely to the omega
HEA guaranteed. The Ashveil Saga Book 1 of 3.
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