by Gena D Lutz
Adult Paranormal Romance
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Waking up fur covered and fanged isn't the easiest thing for
a girl to deal with. Unfortunately, for Roxanne Delaney, that is her new
reality. The only upside is finding herself the bondmate to one hot and sexy
werewolf, Nathan Hayes. The downside; learning to adapt to a primal element
that craves the rending of flesh and the oh-so-sweet taste of blood. Will this
shy waitress-turned-wolf rise to the challenges of this new life—one that is
now littered with otherworldly creatures hell-bent on destroying her and the
people she cares for? Or will the pressures of a new-found love and difficult
battles prove too much for Roxanne to handle?
I threw the pillow
off to the side and jumped out of bed. The small nap that Nathan had forced me
to take had done wonders and I was feeling good as new; that was if you didn’t
count the headache quickly forming from Paige’s warm-up music. I walked past
the handsome hunk of mine and opened the bedroom door wide. I exited the room
without explanation. Nathan didn’t complain, just poked his head around the
jam, watching my retreat. I stopped in front of the entryway of the room right
next door to ours and began to pound my fist hard against it. When my knock
received no answer, I brought my fist up and pounded again. This time, the door
flew open, revealing an irate she-wolf. Her body was covered in sweat, a large
round stain forming from the neck of her wife beater and expanding out and down
in between a pair of firmly rounded breasts. She brought her arm up, her hands
adorned with boxing gloves, and wiped the sweat from her hairline.
“What the fuck is it?” Paige spat, the rims of her eyes
opening wide when she recognized which wolf was at her door. She looked at me
with such rage in her eyes that I thought I would spontaneously combust into
flames where I stood. I had to stop myself from going pale faced. I willed that
from happening with all my might. I wasn’t going to allow this Alpha wolf to
have domination over me. I was way too pissed off for that.
“Show the rest of the house some common courtesy by turning
that god-awful music of yours down,” I growled.
Paige jerked her chin up and crossed her arms. “And if I
don’t?”
Well hell. That was a good question. What could I do if she
decided to slam the door right in my face?
“The music is extremely loud, Paige. How about giving us all
a break?” Nathan said from behind me.
I hadn’t heard him walk up. I whipped around shoving my
finger at him. I was acting like a crazy person. I knew that. However, for some
reason I didn’t give two shits about it.
“I have this handled.” I said with a low growl.
“Hi, Nathan.” Paige purred over me. “I will turn the volume
down right away.” She pinned him with a smoldering look, a look that made my
fingers tingle in want of ripping those green peepers out of their damn
sockets.
“But, only because you asked so nicely,” she added before
slamming the door in my face.
Gena D. Lutz lives in the blistering heat of Arizona with
her husband and four kids and two very high maintenance dogs, a Chihuahua and
Australian Shepard. When she is not busy writing, Lutz can be found watching
the classics, like Charmed and Buffy the Vampire Slayer, marathon style. Lutz
enjoys reading, riding horses, playing poker and looks forward to the day she
can travel the world.
Thank you for sharing my book. ;)
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