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True love awaits. Passion burns bright…
Carrick is an Alpha werewolf preparing for the annual Pack Gathering. Pack law dictates he must have a mate by his thirty-sixth year or forfeit his rule. But what if he’s already found her and lost her in a swirl of cinnamon-scented dreams? Can this Alpha brave a sea of single wolfy females to find the one woman who enchanted his heart?
She’s a kitty girl, in a wolfy world…
Sage is the curvy owner of the Hot Whips Café. Bound by pack law, even as an adopted cat, she must attend the Gathering for the Alpha to select a new mate. Heading to a wolf ball isn’t high on her list of fun activities, but damned if she can’t get the image of a certain amber-eyed wolf out of her head.
Carrick stood with his back to his second in command, his wolf pacing beneath his skin. He wanted to break the double doors open and bound into the woods rather than face the torment waiting for him in the grounds outside. Women. Hundreds of single wolfy females. All vying for the privilege of putting his cock and balls into their handbags like some godforsaken trophy.
Ever year he’d dodged the bullet, but this year one of the hungry piranha circling his house would become his mate.
Double fuck. He’d been through this before. He already had one. He just needed to find her, but the elders wouldn’t listen.
“You have to make a choice, Alpha.” Reid crossed the room and stood in front of him, blocking his view.
Carrick growled and spun away. “I’ll find her.”
Reid’s lips flattened, his dark eyes flashing in his anger. “You know the rules. Thirty-six is the last year an Alpha can rule without a mate by his side. The pack needs an Alpha female to be whole.”
“The pack is stronger than it’s been, or are you forgetting how I got here?”
Reid swallowed and backed up a step. “No. Justin was a horrible Alpha. You were right to destroy him. He was wrong for the Westmore Pack. Evil.”
And the bastard had been. He’d abused his power as Alpha to enslave his pack rather than uplift it. The amount of victims he’d unearthed in the days that followed would disturb him for the rest of his days. He could still see the faces of the women Justin had taken against their will and the shivering form of his sister and the strange girl who stood up to a monster.
Hers was the face that haunted his dreams. Her need reached out to him and made him into who he needed to be to overcome a near impossible situation. He had been up against a being far superior in strength but what he lacked in brawn, he’d more than made up for in sheer bullheadedness. And the electricity he felt when he touched her. His wolf recognized his mate and so did he. Now all that remained was to find her. It wasn’t like he hadn’t been looking. No one knew her name and, with her face partially shifted, her image was only a fleeting ghost in his mind.
“You’re damned right.” Carrick leaned back against his desk and rubbed the bridge of his nose. His father would be proud of the work he’d done. He’d turned the Westmore Estate from a near financial ruin to a lucrative operation centered on the newly formed security company owned by him and his second, Reid. Where people had once feared shifters for their propensity for violence because of Justin and his henchmen, he’d turned the tide and people paid for their protection. Handsomely. So much so that when the media had heard about the weekend’s festivities, he’d been dubbed the Ultimate Bachelor.
It made him fucking nauseous.
The one person he needed to find and he couldn’t and it made him crazy. Now, in a matter of a few days, he would either have to relinquish his role as Alpha or marry a gold digging piece of arm candy. The closest person he’d found was a barista at the coffee place he frequented but she didn’t look anything like the girl in his dreams. And now whenever she saw him coming, she hightailed it for the hills.
But she had popped a whisker.
Just like his goddess.
Jesus. He was losing his shit. Completely.
This short story left me with quite a few questions; and unfortunately, questions don't lead to high ratings for books. First, the title didn’t seem to reflect the topic. Next, it is labelled as hot or erotic, & I didn’t think it qualified as either. Third, If Sage was in hiding from the bad guys, how did she get an invitation to the Gathering? And last, if Carrick recognized her as his mate the first time he saw her, why didn’t he figure out who she was in the coffee shop?
There’s a lot of blood & gore & fighting here, but only one very quick sex scene, which is shown as a necessity to get rid of the bad guy, rather than a true mating for love. I have seen better from this author, & I think this one has the makings of a good book, but you need to answer the questions & then give us something more than just the end of the battle, which doesn’t show us anything approaching a HEA ending.
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