GERMAINE: REQUIEM OF A SOUL/The True Story of Cinderella HARDCOVER

This is an historical novel about the true story of Cinderella who lived in 16th century France.  Read an excerpt of the book: 
"Suddenly, from the woods emerged a pack of wolves, their movements predatory, their postures, hostile; they could smell an easy prey, and so advanced swiftly but covertly. Looking down hungrily at the sheep, the leader picked up on an opportunity as he could not see any shepherd. Promptly, he called to his pack, which eagerly surrounded him within seconds, hungry for the hunt. The pack leader, the largest of the wolves, surveyed the scene and saw Germaine’s motionless body lying in the snow. As the pack approached her body, the leader moved forward, drawing nearer to the girl, his predatory instincts heightened. St. Michael the archangel, visibly present by her side, his sword and shield clearly evident, caused the wolf to cower to the ground, recognizing the superior entity from a previous encounter. The wolf avoided the angel’s glance, keeping his head directed towards the ground, remembering the terrifying look the angel had cast upon him when he first attempted to attack Germaine, several weeks before. The instinct to run had been deadened, replaced instead by a submissive crouch that forced his jaw to ground. At the slightest gesture of this mighty angelic warrior, the leader, with his entire pack behind him, crept forward, moving no longer in the direction of a prey, but rather toward a precious, freezing child at the silent command of the angel. As animals do, in severe cold, they gathered together, tightly huddled, to conserve warmth. In an exceptional way, however, they enclosed the unconscious shepherdess in their midst, in order to tightly cuddle her with their warm bodies. The wolves took turns on the outside of the circle to form a shield so as to bear the brunt of the wind.The leader, the one who should have led the kill, instead took up his place at Germaine’s feet, his jaw to the ground directly beside her frostbitten toes. To no one did this predatory beast ever submit, but here, at the helpless little girl’s feet. It was at the silent command of the angel, that this normally dominant pack leader met his match. Instead of devouring the girl and her sheep, he instead lay still, and with his very breath, warmed her feet."