Sadie Vanderveen books

The Eye of the Wolf

Is it a native language?” Mikayla peered into his face searching for the cause of his obvious anxiety. Sweat broke out on Dejeune’s forehead. Mikayla shook Dejeune’s arm. “Monsieur Dejeune?” Dejeune looked into Mikayla’s eyes and forced himself to grow calm. He was threatening the project. He was...