Dec 22 2012 12:00pm

First Look: Leigh Evans’s The Trouble with Fate (December 24, 2012)

The Trouble with Fate by Leigh EvansLeigh Evans
The Trouble with Fate
St. Martin's / December 24, 2012 / $7.99 print & digital

My name is Hedi Peacock and I have a secret. I’m not human, and I have the pointy Fae ears and Were inner-bitch to prove it. As fairy tales go, my childhood was damn near perfect, all fur and magic until a werewolf killed my father and the Fae executed my mother. I’ve never forgiven either side. Especially Robson Trowbridge. He was a part-time werewolf, a full-time bastard, and the first and only boy I ever loved. That is, until he became the prime suspect in my father’s death…

Today I’m a half-breed barista working at a fancy coffee house, living with my loopy Aunt Lou and a temperamental amulet named Merry, and wondering where in the world I’m going in life. A pretty normal existence, considering. But when a pack of Weres decides to kidnap my aunt and force me to steal another amulet, the only one who can help me is the last person I ever thought I’d turn to: Robson Trowbridge. And he’s as annoyingly beautiful as I remember. That’s the trouble with fate: Sometimes it barks. Other times it bites. And the rest of the time it just breaks your heart. Again…

When you are running from an angry Alpha Werewolf, remember to bring your magical amulet and your temperamental ex-love to keep you company. In her debut novel, Leigh Evans spins a tale of Fae, Weres, and a giant dose of fate. 

Helen Stronghold was raised to believe that “Strongholds Hold Strong,” and she believed that up until the night she watched her werewolf father and her Fae mother murdered and her twin brother kidnapped to the Fae lands of Merenwyn. Just before all the portals between the worlds were closed and locked forever. 

Now she is stuck between words, literally and figuratively. She is blocked from the world of the Fae, and being half were/half fae makes her unacceptable to the were, which leaves Helen, now going by the name Hedi Peacock, hiding in plain sight amongst the humans.  She was left to be reluctantly raised by her Aunt Lou, also trapped on this side of the portal, and her only friend is the mystical amulet her mother gave her before she was killed.

I knew what she was going to do before she started to move. Merry traversed my shoulder to the midpoint of my chest. She slid quickly down it, the polished surface of her stone sliding soundlessly across the fabric of my shirt, until her chain pulled prematurely short. She pivoted to see what was holding her back.

Me.  I couldn’t put my hands up to the chain, but I could use my chin to pin a length of it against my collarbone. Stubborn, foolish Asrai.  She’d take all my pain away and kill her self doing it. 

When Hedi left for work one morning, she thought her biggest problem was the barrage of mental pictures her Aunt drags her into as her aunt is declining into a Fae type of dementia.  What she doesn’t know yet is that the Alpha Werewolf is searching for a Fae medallion and he believes that Hedi’s full-blooded Fae Aunt is the key he needs to get it. Hedi needs to turn over the medallion immediately. The only problem is she doesn’t have it—but she knows where to find it.  The last time she saw it was the night her parents died—hanging around the neck of the one boy she loved from afar, the son of the former werewolf Alpha.  The one she believes responsible for everything that went wrong in her life.

Finding him wasn’t the problem—pulling him out of his bottle and convincing him to help her save her aunt is. Hedi’s life wasn’t the only one ruined that night, and Robson Trowbridge believes his only remaining werewolf gift is always being able to find an open bar.

“I need help, Trowbridge.  I need someone who can guide me through this.  Someone who understands the Creemore pack intimately.  Someone who knows the Alpha, and the way his mind works, and is strong enough to stand up to him.”  
“Do I look suicidal?  Give him what he wants.  That’s all you can do.”  
“I can’t.”  It came out the way it felt: near desperate.  I studied his unyielding face and then said in a hard voice, “If you can’t be Robbie Trowbridge anymore, can’t you at least be Jacob Trowbridge’s son?”

Before Hedi can save her Aunt, she has to help Trowbridge find the man he should have grown into—the man that the boy she loved would have become before their worlds went to hell, and she’s going to have to hurry because time is running out quickly.  

Leigh takes us on a rollercoaster ride of adventure and leaves up on the very precipice to hang on until the next chapter.


Lucy Dosch writes book reviews for her blog Her e-reader has turned her love of reading into an obsession. When she is not reading, she likes to spend time with her husband and two daughters.

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