Blurb:
He roams the moonlit wilderness,
his every sense and instinct on high alert.
Changeling wolf Connor Macleod and his Pack
have never feared anything —
until the night human Zoey Tyler barely escapes
a rogue werewolf’s vicious attack.
As the full moon approaches, Zoey has no idea of
the changes that are coming,
and only Connor can show her what she is,
and help her master the wildness inside.
With her initiation into the Pack just days away and a
terrifying predator on the loose, the tentative bonds
of trust and tenderness are their only weapons against
a force red in tooth, claw … and ultimate evil.
Prologue
The wolf wanted out.
Heavy clouds obscured the moon and washed the night with icy rain. The cold, damp air brought a myriad of intriguing scents.
The man slunk along the sidewalk, his limbs tingling as his body instinctively drew energy from the earth.
The wolf wanted out now.
Full of hunger and rage, the wolf writhed under the man’s skin in anticipation as he turned into a familiar alley behind the town
hall. It was dark here, overgrown with trees and bushes, flanked with leaning fences, sagging garages, and numberless garbage
cans. There was a spot where no light reached, a perfect spot to—
The wolf snarled its impatience and he cursed back. He was trying to hurry, dammit, but his body refused to cooperate. To
human eyes, he was just an old drunk, sixty going on eighty. In reality, he was far older than even those like him could guess.
When his wolf wanted out, he could no longer keep it leashed for long. And truth be told, he didn’t want to. Because once he
took on his lupine form, all his aches and pains would disappear and he’d be strong and powerful again.
The wolf wanted out.
Heavy clouds obscured the moon and washed the night with icy rain. The cold, damp air brought a myriad of intriguing scents.
The man slunk along the sidewalk, his limbs tingling as his body instinctively drew energy from the earth.
The wolf wanted out now.
Full of hunger and rage, the wolf writhed under the man’s skin in anticipation as he turned into a familiar alley behind the town
hall. It was dark here, overgrown with trees and bushes, flanked with leaning fences, sagging garages, and numberless garbage
cans. There was a spot where no light reached, a perfect spot to—
The wolf snarled its impatience and he cursed back. He was trying to hurry, dammit, but his body refused to cooperate. To
human eyes, he was just an old drunk, sixty going on eighty. In reality, he was far older than even those like him could guess.
When his wolf wanted out, he could no longer keep it leashed for long. And truth be told, he didn’t want to. Because once he
took on his lupine form, all his aches and pains would disappear and he’d be strong and powerful again.
Now for the giveaway the publisher is offering one lucky US and Canada commenter a copy of Changeling Moon.
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