Lila’s Wolf (Out of Time #2) – released today!

The second book in my time travel series came out today. What are people saying about it?

“…edge of the seat, nail biting suspense that keeps you turning the pages anxious to find out what comes next” ~Michelle

“The next book could not come soon enough.” ~Tara

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Lila’s Wolf (Out of Time #2)

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When Lila Cammell is abandoned by her time-jumping partner, leaving her alone in Britain in the Dark Ages, revenge is the only thing on her mind. She’d trusted Jared Grohl with her life and her heart, and bringing him to justice will be sweet.

Finding him captured and enslaved by the Saxons changes all her assumptions. Now it’s a fight for survival, but the only way to save him, might be to leave him behind.


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Excerpt from Lila’s Wolf

The night was still young, and the house bustled with servants and residents, slaves and guards. With Lila’s arm tucked through Marc’s, they strolled along as though they had a destination in mind, talking quietly while they walked through the maze of corridors. She recognized a face. “Marc,” she whispered. “That’s one of the slaves that served us at dinner.”

The young man wore a coarse, stained tunic and the iron collar that all the slaves were forced into. He ignored Marc and Lila, intent on his task, stacking wooden platters together to carry in a teetering pile, presumably back to the kitchen. He jumped when Marc spoke to him and trembled when he turned to face them.

Younger than she expected, a teen at best, he was painfully thin. His pale eyes flashed left and right before dropping to stare at the floor. “Master,” he whispered, his voice unsteady, “how may I serve you?”

Marc drew him into a doorway, out of sight of the guards. “I’m looking for someone and I think he may be a slave here. His name is Jared.”

The boy shook his head, still averting his eyes. His hands twisted together, fidgeting constantly.

“He would be older than you, with dark hair and odd colored eyes, one green and one blue.”

The boy tensed. His hands stilled, and he peeked up at Marc for a second, interest flashing across his face, before bending his head again. “Wolf. He’s called Wolf. He serves the lady Hilde.”

It felt as though Lila had been smacked in the face. Jared was a slave. She couldn’t think straight. All this time she imagined him free and happy, living a wild life as a rebel. It wasn’t supposed to happen like this. He’d been there at dinner, and she hadn’t known. Her chest tightened.

She had to say something. “Thank you,” she blurted, and reached out to touch his arm. “What is your name?” He flinched and stiffened when her fingers brushed across his skin.

“My name is Connad. Please, master, may I go now?” He scurried away as soon as Marc said yes.

They made their way outside, walking slowly as Lila tried to adjust to this new reality. Her plans were useless. Yes, he’d abandoned her—sacrificed her—but as for the price he’d paid in return? It made her sick to think of it. They had to take him from here, no question about it. But she’d no longer argue for him to be punished as a common runaway. The usual sentence was ten years in the penal colony, but even at its harshest, it was a holiday compared with life as a slave.

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