Ember- The Coy-Wolf Chronicles
Ember- The Coy-Wolf Chronicles is set three centuries after the collapse of human civilization. The world has recovered, but it did not return to what it once was. In a hidden valley shaped long ago by forgotten human technology, new powers struggle for survival.
At the center of the story is Ember, a young coy-wolf caught between two worlds. Neither fully wolf nor fully coyote, she grows up in a fragile pack trying to survive in territory dominated by stronger predators. When violence destroys everything she has known, Ember is forced into the wilderness alone, hunted by wolves determined to erase her kind completely.
Far from the animal territories lives Arik, a human hunter and brewer living in the ruins of an ancient city. Unknown to him, he carries a strange inherited gift: he can understand the speech of predators. What begins as a frightening discovery soon reveals that the wolves attacking the valley are not acting randomly, but are being directed.
Behind those attacks stands Zephyr, the ruthless wolf leader who believes the valley must be purified of anything that threatens wolf dominance. Under his command, the wolves wage a calculated war against coyotes, humans, and any creature that stands in their way.
As Ember struggles to survive among wary coyote packs and Arik begins to uncover the truth behind the growing conflict, the two are drawn toward the same realization: the valley itself is changing. Human dams alter the rivers. Prey populations shift. Old instincts collide with new intelligence.
What follows is not a simple battle between good and evil, but a brutal fight for balance between species that must learn to coexist—or destroy each other trying.
In Ember- The Coy-Wolf Chronicles, survival is never guaranteed, loyalties shift like wind across the valley, and the line between predator and protector is thinner than anyone expects.
Sample Excerpt
From Chapter 3: The Desert Claimed Its Own
The village lay miles beyond the treeline, hidden behind broken towers and tangled green. That suited him fine. He only went there when he had to. When he hauled barrels down the road and traded beer for whatever the town decided he’d earned. Everyone had a trade. Wood. Paper. Dairy. Meat.
Beer was his, passed down from his father, and from his grandfather before that. He was good at it. The bottle slipped from his fingers and thudded softly against the floor. He had drifted off.
Arik startled awake and rubbed his eyes, dragging a hand down his face and letting it rest there. The sound of dripping returned, patient and steady, as if something in the room were waiting. Something always was.
A small pot shot across the floor and struck the stone near his feet. Savannah tore across the room, gray-striped fur a blur, swiping at something darting through the shadows. A mouse burst from beneath a stack of books and sprinted across the floor. Savannah barreled after it, skidding through loose pages, sending a borrowed stack tumbling. She pinned the mouse’s tail beneath a broad paw, and gave a wicked grin with gleaming teeth and pointed green eyes. Then she froze. Slowly, Savannah lifted her head and looked at Arik as if just realizing he was there. In his mind, sharp and irritated, came a single word... “What?”
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