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Leer - Pack Takeover

The Pack Series: Book 2

Author(s): Carys Weldon

The scent of a bitch in heat is in the air. Every werewolf within wind range has a nose to it. Trick is… Kayty Smalls doesn't even know she's coming in to the shapeshifting life of a garou. Her first shift and initiation into the pack is titillating, scent-tillating, and a little rough.
 
This is a wolfish tale of pack politics. Top dog wins the girl! Will it be Leer, who found her first, or his brother, Chaos?

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He rested his arms on his thighs and leaned forward, eyeing me closely. “I knew you lived over this way…because I was looking for you.”
“For me? Why?”
I settled back in my chair, letting my legs sprawl out. I think it was instinct or something. Let my scent crawl out from between my legs, ya know? My short skirt rode up on my thighs. I didn't bother to push it back down. I wasn't exactly sitting spread eagle, but I was half reclining, resting my head on the back of the chair… waiting for him to explain what was going on. I felt like I was drugged. Totally lethargic, like the whole scene was in slow motion or something.
“You're on the list.”
I had to laugh a little at that. One of those nervous laughs. You know. “What list?” He put a hand to the back of his neck, rubbed. Refreshed his scent? I sure noticed it more about a minute later. I swooned. Actually moaned aloud.
He said, “This is gonna sound crazy.”
“Try me.” It sounded like a come on, more than what I intended.
Leer's head came up. His eyes skewered me. That wolfish grin reappeared and he said, “I'm gonna have to.”
I sat up. I knew he was talking about taking me. My panties were suddenly in a bunch. Literally. I've since discarded with the wearing of them. But right then, I had on a pair of hip huggers. I had to try and discreetly pull them out of my crotch.
Leer didn't miss my efforts. And that's when I heard him growl for the first time. I don't think he meant to do it. It just came from deep down in his chest.
I asked again, “What list?”
“The kin list.”
“Kin?” I had to think a minute. The relative list? He didn't look like any relatives I had. And if he was kin, what I was thinking about--consumed with--was downright sinful.
He said, “Apparently…the minute you were born…”
I frowned. The minute I was born?
“The elders can sense these things. They keep the records. Not to mention they have a lot of doctors and nurses--”
“Wait. Kin to what? What are you talking about?” I wished he'd just stop talking and get to what I brought him home for. But now he had me curious.
And apparently, he couldn't get to it without talking through it first. He ran his hand through his hair again. There was a little silver at the temples, but he didn't look old. Not at all.
Leer admitted, “I'm having a little trouble thinking.”
I tried to be flip. “What is there to think about?”
“Kayty.” He just blurted it out. “I'm gonna get you pregnant.”
I was speechless for several seconds. Then I laughed. I'm sure a few expletives crossed my lips. But they died in the air between us, and so did the false laugh.
He was dead serious.
I swallowed hard, then cleared my throat and said, “I should've finished my beer.”
He nodded. “We should've got another round.”
I agreed. “Maybe two.

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ISBN (Electronic): 978-1-60180-048-0
Genre: Paranormal
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Publisher: Mojocastle Press

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