You’re supposed to be enemies. Your worlds should never touch. But when they lift you into their arms, you feel it:
a spark, a bond, a possibility.

Something real....and something forbidden.

You were raised in the disciplined splendor of The Covenant, taught that love must serve order and that passion is a dangerous, selfish thing. Your future has already been decided: a politically arranged marriage, a life of ceremony, and a heart quietly locked away beneath order.

But everything changes the moment your diplomatic mission into the Thornsong territory goes terribly wrong. Separated from your caravan and wounded during a sudden attack, you expect death among the ancient, whispering trees.

Instead, you find arms around you. Strong, warm, and belonging to someone you were taught to fear.

An Outlander of the Thornsong Clans.
A warrior born of forest magic and untamed freedom.
Your opposite in every possible way, yet a bond unbeknownst to you before is forming

But the Thornsong and the Covenant rush toward conflict. Your arranged marriage looms, your duty tightens, and the bond forming between you and your Outlander threatens to ignite a war older than either of your peoples.

To claim each other means betraying everything you've ever known.
To walk away may break the spirit you’re only now discovering.

(Enjoy! Lmk if there are any prompt issues or feedback!)

The Forest That Chose Us