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Missing children, werewolves and a mysterious castle in the swamps of South Carolina test Rae Richardson's version of reality. Strange things happen around her convincing her that maybe werewolves do exist. The sight of a large black wolf in the swamp only fuels her overactive imagination. Crossing paths with a handsome man ignites a fire in her soul she refuses to acknowledge. Something about this stranger raises her suspicions. Did he have a hand in the children's disappearance? Or was it the over-powering need in her gut to be near him the reason for her mistrust?
Nick Anthropos is on a quest, one that does not include saving children or meeting the woman of his dreams, his Lykoian soul mate. Her scent teases his senses and keeps him on edge. It's obvious to him she doesn't know her true self. But can he teach her to be the wolf he knows lies within her soul and save her from the very creature he set out to destroy? If he fails she would be lost forever.
Lykoian's get one chance in life to bond with their soul mate forever. Failure is not an option.
Rose
PRINT ISBN 1-60154-058-2
(292 pages) Spicy
Excerpt:
Touching her had been a mistake. The simple act of trying to help her had him hard and hungry for a taste of her. Was he any better than they were? A heavy ache between his thighs acknowledged his need for the woman beside him. Leaning back, he placed a slender space between them as he fought for control over the growing urge for a sampling of her beauty.
Something stirred upon the wind and snapped his attention to full alert. A scent not hers or his filled his olfactory senses warning him that they were not alone. Looking down at her, he knew she wasn't aware of the other hidden in the darkness. He needed to get her to safety and soon.
“What else could it have been other than a dog?” He decided to keep her talking, calm her down, and get her out of here.
On the sly, he glanced across her shoulder and caught the subtle movement of a shadowy figure amongst the trees. Lucky for her, he heard the howl, saw her following it entranced in its magical pull, and knew she was in danger. They wanted her and his gut told him it was not in a good way. The other's scent on the wind was careless mistake. It gave him away to one more skilled in the ways.
“Nothing,” her voice trembled as she shook her head. “I must have been hearing things.”
The wind blew through the trees as if on cue and she shivered. Nick stood and removed his jacket. “Here take this.”
He flipped it around her shoulders as he studied the trees. One he could handle. But if several gathered, he wasn't sure if he had the strength to disband them. Not tonight. Not in his weakened condition. It was better to get her home than to take a stand against the unforeseen at the moment. “Let me walk you home.”
