
Book 3 of the True Mates Series
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By Teresa D'Amario Freya's Bower Publishing ISBN: 978-1-61798-001-5 Buy Now: Freyas Bower | AllRomanceEbooks | Amazon.com | Barnes & Noble | Ipad (Looking for this link) Trailer coming soon |
Sean left his pack, searching for an inner peace destroyed when his one daughter was shot and the other kidnapped and tortured. Not to mention his mate had left him. He gave up his position as pack leader and headed out to the woods. But when he found a woman being beaten by two humans, he is jolted by the realization she's his True mate.
Caden lives in fear, and at last her terror has caught up with her. Her ex-husband has decided it's time for her to die. Just as she's about to breathe her last, a man tells her everything is going to be okay.
But how can it be, when her ex-husband still wants her dead?
EXCERPT
Dierdre was still beside him, her hands brushing Sean’s arm. He
jerked back, but not before the female offered a grin.
“Keep your hands off my mate, you bitch.”
“He’s mine,” snarled the shewolf.
Caden shrugged, moving onto the balls of her feet. She considered
dumping her heels, but decided they may just give her the advantage.
The wolven female wore sensible, soft-soled shoes. The bitch’s kicks
would be soft, though solid. Caden’s would hurt more, but might not
knock her as far. But most never understood the power of a well-made
stiletto. A well-placed heel could be as painful as a bullet.
“I don’t know what you think you’re getting out of this, but you’re
going down. Here and now,” Caden taunted her, waiting for the first
strike. Caden knew Dierdre was measuring her weaknesses, just as she
watched Dierdre’s. Someone tossed the shewolf a branch. The wood was
a foot longer than Caden’s cane, but was made of pine. Pine was one
of the weakest woods there was. One good hit, and it would break.
Dierdre charged. She swung her branch, and Caden countered. The
thrust was powerful, and Caden’s arms shuddered beneath the power of
the strike. Bark flew from the female’s staff, showering Caden, with
bits falling toward her eyes. She grunted, blinking away the debris,
and holding the shewolf back.