We are reaching the end of the read along with the wolfies. Today, I’m sharing excerpts from two books.
In WOLF TRACKS, book 4, TJ has finally found his mate and in typical TJ fashion, things aren’t going quite the way he expected. His mate is pure human and has no idea shifters are real.
She’d thought about it, but moving wasn’t practical. “It’s pretty, but my job is down south. I need to get ready to train a new partner.”
“RCMP, remember? My partner retired and I’ll need to go start the process again.” She sighed. “Damon was awesome. I miss him a lot.”
A strange choking cough shook TJ. “Damon?”
“Yeah. We were inseparable. Even on the coldest nights he warmed me up.” TJ tensed under her, and Pam turned toward him. His face was bright red and his lips were moving, but no sound was coming out. “You okay?”
He shook his head and cleared his throat a few times. “I’ll be fine. I’ve never had a woman tell me about an old lover like this, while we’re—”
“Lover?” What the hell? Oh shit. A laugh burst out. By the time she’d regained control, her stomach was sore and she was gasping for air. It didn’t help that every time she looked at TJ his expression set her off again.
“Sorry…don’t mean to be rude. Oh my God, you’re kidding me. Didn’t you know? Damon was my partner, but he’s a dog.”
“That’s my opinion for sure.”
“No, seriously, a German Shepherd. I’m a dog handler for the Royal Canadian Mounted Police. Narcotics division, and I double in Search and Rescue when needed.”
“You’re a dog handler?” He collapsed back onto the blanket, his arms flung out to the side. “Oh man, I am never going to live this one down.”
Poor TJ. He really can’t catch a break :D But his problems are nothing compared to Jared’s, the hero of WOLF LINE. He’s lying about his identity. And his sense of smell doesn’t work when he’s in human form so he has no idea Keri is his mate. Oh, and someone is setting him up to look like a jewelry thief…
He was trapped. She wasn’t letting go. His wolf rubbed beneath his skin so hard Jared thought he might spontaneously shift, and still his intriguing stranger wouldn’t release his fingers.
He tugged a little harder. She gasped then jerked herself upright and whipped her amazing green eyes off him. Her hands disappeared behind her like a naughty child caught with her fingers in the cookie jar.
Damn, why’d she have to have a boyfriend? She was adorable, and sexy, and his wolf thought she was fascinating. So much to offer, yet so many barriers between them.
The elevator doors slid open and he gestured her out. She fled—the only word for it. He didn’t mind. That meant he got to stare at her ass as she sped down the lush red carpet. Fine. Maybe he couldn’t have her, but he could still be nice. Even women with bedmates liked being treated nice, and being a gentleman could be as much fun as having funky monkey sex.
Not really, but oh well.
She stopped before oversized double doors, and he decided it was time to turn on the charm. The “just friends even though you deserve more” charm that left women feeling like a million bucks.
“So, one of the fancy suites. Nice. Bet it’s got more room than my two-by-four space.”
Keri knocked before answering. “Probably more room than yours, mine and twenty staff quarters shoved together.”
She talked to the floor. He examined the area by her feet. Nothing there.
There was no response to her second knock either, so she pulled a pass card from her pocket and let them in. Jared glanced around in appreciation. Not only luxurious, the place was bright with sunlight. “Sweet. I love the windows. Hate the tiny things downstairs. I’d rather rig a hammock on the deck and sleep under the stairs than stay trapped in that lower berth.”
Keri nodded. “I hear you. My room is better than yours, but nothing like this.”
He waited. When he’d checked in as required at eleven, Chad had informed him he was on the maintenance crew, then grudgingly found a work belt for him when he admitted to having “forgotten” his at home. Putting Chad’s sigh of disgust aside, since it had been deserved this time, the job placement came as a huge relief. He had to continue with the charade until he found a way off the ship, but if it had turned out his pack mate had been hired to cook, or worse, entertain? Jared would have been shit-outta-luck.
Fixing squeaky doors he could do.
But Keri wasn’t telling him what specifically needed to be done. She was alternating between staring at the floor and sneaking glances at him.
His wolf rumbled again as he caught a peek into her big wide eyes. Yes, damn beast, I get the message. You like her. Down, boy. He and his wolf struggled for dominance in a way he’d never experienced before. Then the wild part inside him retreated—almost pouting—into the corner.
Being a wolf had never been so weird.
Now we are all caught up with the Granite Lake Wolves series. Join us Tuesday when Vivian Arend stops by to tell us more about WOLF NIP on its release day! The read along runs through the 15th so there is still time to join in. Click the wolfies graphic in our right sidebar for all the details.