by Nancy Corrigan
ISBN13: 978-1-61923-004-0
Length: 63,982
Publication Date: July 21st 2015
ISBN13: 978-1-61923-004-0
Length: 63,982
Publication Date: July 21st 2015
Categories: Red Hot: Paranormal & Alternate Worlds
Tags: Shape-Shifters; Werewolves
Tags: Shape-Shifters; Werewolves
Follow his head, he breaks her heart. Follow his heart…he breaks his pack.
From the moment he was born, Nic Kagan’s future was sealed. He’ll accept a mate, have kids, and eventually take over his father’s role as pack alpha. There’s just one problem.
Long ago, his heart settled on Riley, the pack’s human doctor and honorary member. Except only half of him can have her. The other half—his wolf—won’t give a weak non-shifter female a second sniff.
No one—human or shifter—has left a mark on Riley’s soul like Nic. But with his father hospitalized, any hope things could work out between them is slipping away. Yet Riley understands something else about pack life. Power isn’t always a physical gift; love is just as strong. What she and Nic have is worth fighting for.
With rival threats mounting, Nic realizes he can’t simply turn his back on Riley. Though his wolf could tear his heart out for it, he must fight for what he wants before he loses his mate. His pack. Maybe even his sanity.
Warning: Contains a reluctant alpha with only one roadblock between his heart and the woman he loves—biology. And a woman who isn’t giving up on him, even if it means risking her life to fool Mother Nature.
Excerpt
Nic strode across the packed bar, hands clenching and releasing at his sides. Shifters and humans alike moved out of his way. He couldn’t blame them. No doubt he looked as pissed off as he felt. Returning to West Virginia hadn’t been on his agenda, at least not until a certain female died of old age or moved. Yeah, moving worked. Too bad it hadn’t happened. She remained in Hollow’s Grove like a damn forbidden fruit and a reminder of a life he could never have.
The two male wolf shifters at his old table grabbed their beers and scattered, leaving his sister to deal with his wrath.
He yanked a chair out and straddled it. “Who did it?”
Hannah lifted a slender brow. Four years separated them, but she could’ve been his twin. They both had their mother’s black hair and blue eyes. They both shifted into black wolves too, a rarity among their kind. Neither of them cared about the awe many felt in their presence. Him and Hannah? They cared about the strength the revered wolf gave them. Power was everything in their world.
“Did what? Put Dad in the hospital, or almost hit your ex-girlfriend’s car?”
He gritted his teeth. “Riley is not my ex-girlfriend.”
“What do you call your first lover and the female you warned every available male in a fifty-mile radius away from, then?”
Had Riley been a shifter, he’d call her his mate. As it was, she was a temptation, one he had to stay away from.
Nic strode across the packed bar, hands clenching and releasing at his sides. Shifters and humans alike moved out of his way. He couldn’t blame them. No doubt he looked as pissed off as he felt. Returning to West Virginia hadn’t been on his agenda, at least not until a certain female died of old age or moved. Yeah, moving worked. Too bad it hadn’t happened. She remained in Hollow’s Grove like a damn forbidden fruit and a reminder of a life he could never have.
The two male wolf shifters at his old table grabbed their beers and scattered, leaving his sister to deal with his wrath.
He yanked a chair out and straddled it. “Who did it?”
Hannah lifted a slender brow. Four years separated them, but she could’ve been his twin. They both had their mother’s black hair and blue eyes. They both shifted into black wolves too, a rarity among their kind. Neither of them cared about the awe many felt in their presence. Him and Hannah? They cared about the strength the revered wolf gave them. Power was everything in their world.
“Did what? Put Dad in the hospital, or almost hit your ex-girlfriend’s car?”
He gritted his teeth. “Riley is not my ex-girlfriend.”
“What do you call your first lover and the female you warned every available male in a fifty-mile radius away from, then?”
Had Riley been a shifter, he’d call her his mate. As it was, she was a temptation, one he had to stay away from.
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A true romantic at heart, Nancy Corrigan is convinced there’s a knight in shining armor for every woman (or man), but you won’t find damsels in distress in her stories. She adores pairing alpha heroes with women strong enough to match them and bring them to their knees. She also enjoys flipping the traditional roles in romances because her motto is—love and people should never be forced to conform to anyone’s norm.
She holds a degree in chemistry and has worked in research but now focuses on ensuring quality. She considers it the perfect outlet for her as she’s the first to admit she has some OCD tendencies. It carries over into her writing life too. While engrossed in a novel, she has a habit of forgetting to eat and sleep. Fortunately, she’s married to her own knight in shining armor who understands her oddities and loves her anyway. They reside in Pennsylvania with their three children, dog, snake and guinea pigs. Her other interests include tattoos, animals, classic cars and all things spooky and sexy.
