The Wolf on the Run by
Jorja Lovett
Short
Blurb:
Alpha Rory is determined to protect
his pack, including feisty Naomi. How can he get close when she's intent on
facing her demons alone?
Long
Blurb:
As a police officer and Alpha of the
Olcan Hills' pack, being a protector is in Rory Blake's DNA.
When Naomi Duffy turned up heavily
pregnant and alone, Rory's natural instinct was to look after her. However, her
fierce need for independence over the years has ensured they've never been
anything more than friends.
Naomi has spent too long trying to
keep her daughter safe to jeopardise everything for a fling. But, when her past
threatens to catch up with her, Rory is the only person she trusts with her
life.
Thrown together, the couple finally
succumb to their passion and it's all too easy to forget the danger lurking in
the hills.
Do Rory and Naomi have a future
together, or will secrets from the past tear them apart?
Excerpt:
Naomi came after Rory, pitting her
stealthy grace against his sheer power. In his peripheral vision, he could see
the wisps of her breath spiralling into the cold air as she forged ahead,
determined to catch him. Rory snorted, sending his own white breath curling up
into the atmosphere.
He led her over the hills, their claws
making short work of carving up the cold, hard terrain. Naomi never lost
ground. Even when he made a turn towards the woods on the boundary, she kept
pace.
The chase awakened something deep
inside him—that animal freedom with no responsibilities except the survival of
himself and his pack. The spiky silhouettes of barren trees lined his path,
like broad strokes of a black marker pen scratched against the silver sky.
He dodged in and out, never slowing,
with Naomi always in pursuit. Occasionally, a pair of woodland eyes blinked at
him from the darkness—a rabbit, a fox, observing their bizarre courtship.
Rory had no doubt the exhilaration of
their illicit run would end in wild sex between him and Naomi. It was like a
very enthusiastic bout of foreplay without actual touching.
They crunched through the
leaf-littered forest floor until he tired of being the hunted. He looped back
the way they came and stopped in a clearing. In all aspects of life he
preferred to be the one doing the chasing, but at this moment in time he wanted
nothing more than to be caught.
He shifted back into his naked, horny
self. Naomi came to a skidding halt seconds later, scooting a bundle of leaves
over his bare feet. “You can run, wolf lady, I'll give you that. Now can we go
back to bed?”
She shifted back to stand beautifully
naked before him. “Not until you say it.”
“Say what?” He was hard as hell and
ready for round two.
“That I’m as good as you.” She gave
him a flirty smile. One which said she was looking forward to the future rather
than staring back at the past. The run had obviously done wonders for her too.
“That was probably a fluke. I don’t
think you could keep up with me on a normal day. You know, one where you
haven’t seduced me on top of a car boot and made me carry you home first.” The
play fighting wasn’t limited to their animal personas. Not when it proved such
a turn on. Human or wolf, the scent of Naomi’s arousal would always draw him to
her.
“I didn’t hear you complaining at the
time. But, if you’re tired, just say and we’ll call it a night.” She shrugged
her shoulders, making her boobs jiggle enough to bring his erection to full
strength once more.
He stepped forward and brushed her
wild hair from her face. “I’ll never be too tired for you, Naomi. I’ll race you
back. This time the winner stays on top.”
She grinned, eyes twinkling as bright
as the stars. “You’re on.”
This was one race he intended to lose.
On general release from 1st November
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