Author: | Anne Vandalia | ISBN: | 9781507091203 |
Publisher: | Anne Vandalia | Publication: | March 10, 2015 |
Imprint: | Language: | English |
Author: | Anne Vandalia |
ISBN: | 9781507091203 |
Publisher: | Anne Vandalia |
Publication: | March 10, 2015 |
Imprint: | |
Language: | English |
In hopes to change her Alpha's minds about their choice of mate for their twenty three year old daughter, werewolf Kelly seeks out the local witch. As Kelly gazes upon the witch's soft, pliant body, she wonders if this entire time she's been looking at the wrong gender to mate with. Luckily, the witch is willing to help Kelly in more ways than one.
Excerpt:
“My Alphas want me to be mated to the son of another pack,” Kelly explains. “I don’t want to mate him. He doesn’t give me heat.”
The witch seems frustrated to be woken up at this time. “Fake it. Surely you’ve had a heat,” she says. “You’re old enough to.”
This is true. Kelly is twenty-three, far past puberty and she should have found someone she was attracted to. But perhaps she was looking at all the wrong partners. As she stares at the witch she realizes she prefers not the hard, square bodies of men but the soft, rounder bodies of women. They’re so delectable, and the idea of touching…
Kelly can feel her neck flushing.
She knows what’s coming next, in terms of her body. Her instincts are telling her to claim this woman, to pin her over the table and hold her down and mate. But the woman’s eyes keep her very still. She may be a werewolf, but the witch is the more powerful person in this one-room cottage.
In hopes to change her Alpha's minds about their choice of mate for their twenty three year old daughter, werewolf Kelly seeks out the local witch. As Kelly gazes upon the witch's soft, pliant body, she wonders if this entire time she's been looking at the wrong gender to mate with. Luckily, the witch is willing to help Kelly in more ways than one.
Excerpt:
“My Alphas want me to be mated to the son of another pack,” Kelly explains. “I don’t want to mate him. He doesn’t give me heat.”
The witch seems frustrated to be woken up at this time. “Fake it. Surely you’ve had a heat,” she says. “You’re old enough to.”
This is true. Kelly is twenty-three, far past puberty and she should have found someone she was attracted to. But perhaps she was looking at all the wrong partners. As she stares at the witch she realizes she prefers not the hard, square bodies of men but the soft, rounder bodies of women. They’re so delectable, and the idea of touching…
Kelly can feel her neck flushing.
She knows what’s coming next, in terms of her body. Her instincts are telling her to claim this woman, to pin her over the table and hold her down and mate. But the woman’s eyes keep her very still. She may be a werewolf, but the witch is the more powerful person in this one-room cottage.