Bonded to the Berserkers

I am an orphan, locked away in the abbey. Men call me beautiful, but I am destined for a life working in the kitchens --until the Berserkers capture me.

These Viking warriors are cursed, but my heart beats faster in their presence. My insides grow weak, desire filling me like fine wine. They draw wicked feelings from me and make me yearn for more.

I long to escape, but deep down, I know I’ll never be free.

I belong to the Berserkers, and they to me.