Highland Moon Rising
Cry Wolf #4
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A kitten in a werewolves’ lair…
A Highland reunion...
After
months of trying to rescue her werewolf half-brother Colin who was
abducted by evil research scientists, wereleopard Caitlyn has come home
to Scotland to console her sibling. But her problems are far from
over...
Red in tooth and claw...
Still heady and wanton from
the power of last night’s full moon, Caitlyn is in mortal danger.
Werewolves have little respect for other shifters, and she’s trapped and
caged at the Scottish Pack's HQ and at the mercy of Alistair—the
vicious wolf who fathered Colin and abused her mother, and who’s capable
of murder…
The sweet smell of arousal...
Her scent can save
her, or kill her. Dougal, the Pack’s new Alpha, hungers to strip her
naked and satiate his fiery lunar lust. But he also senses this
beautiful feline with clover-green eyes that shine through the bars of
her prison with burning desire is nearing the end of her strength. Will
he deny his dominance, and the moon’s lingering power, to be the
protector she needs?
Excerpt:
Hinges squeaked on a door that hadn’t seen use in several months. Months I’d
spent struggling to rescue my younger brother. My attempts had been in vain. Not
only had the scientists who’d captured him discovered my existence and fervently
chased me, but no matter what I’d tried, their research facility had been nearly
impenetrable for a lone wereleopard. The tall fences and heavy-duty searchlights
would have been challenge enough, but the plentiful armed guards that
crisscrossed the compound had made it impossible to proceed.
Fortunately, the werewolf Pack he’d transferred to had broken him—and the
other shifters—free with their numbers and brute strength. However, I could only
wonder how Colin had fared after all he’d been through. From the brief phone
call we’d shared yesterday, I barely recognized him. He didn’t sound at all like
the easygoing guy I’d known. He was weary and solemn.
But that was understandable. Whatever had been done had changed him and his
beast.
With each minute, hour, day, I neared the brink of complete exhaustion.
Sooner than later, I needed to rest up. The scientists had stayed so close on my
tail for so long that I remained vigilant at all times. It was so hard to let my
guard down.
While I was in Scotland to support Colin, I craved the comfort of home and
the ability to run in my feline form without having to keep constant watch over
my shoulder. Och, to feel the lush grass and dried leaves beneath my padded feet
and to smell the forest air mixing and lingering with the soft undertones of
early morning rain. My beast stretched lazily inside my chest, eager to
unsheathe her claws and return to nature. But there was no luxury for that yet.
Colin would be arriving back any day now, and I wanted to clean the place up
before his return. His absence had made the house a dusty mess. However, this
provided me with a temporary place to stay, since I’d given up my flat and the
majority of my belongings shortly after he’d gone missing.
Now that he was safe, I looked forward to rebuilding my life and getting back
into a comfortable routine.
Tossing my duffel bag on the floor, I took a deep breath, trying to push
aside the stress weighing on me. My brother’s scent still lingered in the air
after all this time. However, I wasn’t alone. Another musky smell—of a wild
beast—urged me deeper into the apartment, calling to me from just out of reach.
As far as I knew, Colin wasn’t expecting company.
A loose floorboard groaned behind me. I spun around, slinging my fist at the
intruder as instinct took over. But the hulking man looming over me easily
dodged my punch and landed a hard kick to my outer thigh. I stumbled into the
living room’s leather armchair but jerked back to my feet, quickly regaining my
balance. My cat-like reflexes suffered from being so bone-weary, but I needed to
persevere.
Sucking in a deep breath, I scented my attacker’s lupine odor and my blood
chilled. Shite.
Werewolves weren’t exactly fans of other shifters, especially felines. The
dog and cat politics between us were as hairy as our domestic counterparts’ at
times.
“What are you doing here, kitty?” The man snarled the words, sounding every
bit the
hungry wolf. Dark brown hair swept across his forehead, and he brushed it
back with the swipe of his meaty hand. He stalked closer, invading my personal
space. I didn’t dare to move away and show weakness.
Questions raced through my head. Who was he? Should I answer him? Something
about him seemed familiar, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. Keep the secret
safe.
He slid his blue-eyed gaze down my body, pointedly lingering on my curves.
His momentary distraction was exactly what I needed to attack.
I leapt into the air, slamming both feet against his chest to knock him down
in a fierce hit. My plan nearly succeeded—even if his massive chest was as solid
as a brick wall—but he grabbed my ankle at the last minute, dragging me down
with him. I twisted, struggling to land on my feet. Unlike my feline
counterpart, I wasn’t that agile. Not with a werewolf holding onto me.
Air burst from my lungs as I smacked the floor with bone-rattling force. I
gasped, struggling for each breath after the hard blow. A gentle gust of wind
made the open front door creak a little. My gaze rose to the lush green
outdoors. If I could just make it there, then I could outrun this wolf. Leopards
were quicker, so I’d be safe from him.
Shame forced its way inside my chest. My life had become one giant race.
Constantly running from one problem to another. That wasn’t me. The fact this
wolf had even managed to gain an advantage over me showed just how desperately I
needed to rest. If I were at the top of my game, he would be running from
me.
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NYT & USA Today bestselling author Sarah Mäkelä loves her fiction dark,
magical, and passionate. She is a paranormal romance author, but she’s written
all over the romance spectrum with cyberpunk, sci-fi, fantasy, urban
fantasy...even a sweet contemporary romance!
A life-long paranormal fan, she still sleeps with a night-light. In her spare
time, she reads sexy books, watches scary movies (and Ghost Adventures), and
plays computer games with her husband. When she gets the chance, she loves
traveling the world too.
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