 We often root for the couple that are opposites. They have the biggest sparks as their differences make their romance exciting. But what about a couple where one is a hunter and the other prey? Say a swan and a wolf? There's so many differences between those two. He's a meat eater. She's not. But they do have some things in common... a strong family tie. Amy's looking for more information on her family after a tragedy had struck and sent her family into hiding. Marrok has been trying to keep his brother safe as the alpha of his pack spins out of control. The two opposites fight to save their relationship as things pull them apart. Catherine Peace's second book in her SOLTICE QUARTET is an amazing tale of two shifters, both struggling with family. Yet the two find a common bond together. Now available in ebook and print, you won't regret picking up this book tonight! Blurb: When history repeats itself, it will take both of them to break the cycle… When her two-year long search for her older sister hits a wall, Amy Ngata returns to the scene of the crime: the burned-out village of the Whakamanu, the tribe of swan shifters she belongs to. There, she finds her mother’s diary and within it, the location of her mother’s clan along with a story that chills her to the bone: a missing sister, a father who won’t help, and a generations-long feud that has claimed lives on both sides. Once she arrives in Windsor, Nova Scotia, she finds history repeating again. Marrok Lapan has read enough books to know his twin brother, Alpha of the Windsor wolf pack, is turning into the villain of their story. It’s his duty to protect the Pack, even from a tyrannical leader. After the Alpha commands the abduction of a swan daughter, Rok realizes he has to act, but with the wolves either terrified of their Alpha or devoted to him, any challenge will only end one way: with Marrok dead. When Rok and Amy meet, an attraction neither of them can deny forces them together. If Amy can save her cousin, she’ll have a true family to spend the Solstice with. If Marrok can’t stop his brother, he won’t have a family. With the Solstice looming and secrets on both sides coming to light, they'll have to trust each other to survive. EXCERPT: “I have to say, I’m surprised you found me here.” She opened the door, revealing a cherry-stained four-poster bed and dark antique rugs in an otherwise bland room; not what he expected, considering the exterior. From the looks of things, she hadn’t unpacked much at all. Maybe she’d already decided to leave. The click of a gun didn’t escape his notice. “The fuck are you?” she asked. At the sight of the muzzle trained on him, he considered his options. Telling her the truth appeared to be the safest, yet worst route possible. Lying would piss her off, and he didn’t want to return to his brother in a body bag. Combining the two might work if he spun his story well enough. “A friend.” “A stalker friend?” She quirked an eyebrow. “Sorry, cuz. Not buying the bullshit.” Stepping forward she repeated, “Who. The fuck. Are you?” Marrok swallowed. After all the foolish things he’d done for Maxime, he had to put this at the top of the list. “If you’ll put the gun down, I will tell you. But right now you’re being a bit irrational.” A harsh laugh filled the room. “You’re shitting me. You’re the stalker. One person knows I’m here, and you do not resemble her.” Her grip on the gun tightened. “So spill the truth, or I spill your guts. Either one.” He had the feeling she’d made a similar threat before and followed through. The swans had always been warriors, driven, maybe even a little … less than sane … and he didn’t doubt her intentions. “Fine,” he said. His heart raced like an angry hummingbird. His palms went sweaty; he fought the urge to wipe them on his jeans. “You want the truth? I’m supposed to kill you.” If her spine went any more rigid, it’d snap. “Kill me, eh?” she said. “I’d prefer not to do that, though.” With a scoff, she tightened her grip on the handle. “What would you prefer to do?” He looked from her to the gun and back again. “Before I tell you, I’d really like for you to put the gun down.” She shook her head. “The moment I do, you could try to kill me. And rest assured, you would only try.” Light filled her amethyst eyes. “Plus, I don’t know that you’re not carrying a weapon yourself. Yet.” “Planning to frisk me?” “Nah. Can’t let down my guard.” With a smirk, she said, “You’re going to strip.” Buy Links: |
