This Weakness For You
by
Wendy Sparrow
Paranormal
Date Published: November 17, 2014
She's exactly what he wants to sink his teeth into...
Jordan is his pack's Alpha dog. The Big Bad Wolf. And after his last breakup, he's opting to be the lone wolf, too. But then his rival's little sister—a human, of all creatures—comes to his door. And suddenly, what should be a tasty little snack turns out to be something more than Jordan could ever imagine...
Christa is simply looking for a place to stay. Yet the dark shifter smells irresistibly like forever. But getting involved with the wolf who tried to kill her brother—twice—is lunacy.
Besides, in the unforgiving, shadowed world of shifters, there is no room for weakness. And falling for her family’s enemy won't just be her downfall...it will be his, too.
Excerpt:
If he was lucky, she’d slept all night, and he could get out of here without her waking up.
He turned his back on her to slide on the jeans beside the bed and felt the tingles of awareness from being watched. When he twisted to look, Christa’s green eyes were on him—very much awake.
Dane was going to castrate him.
Christa smiled unrepentantly.
“Enjoying the show?” he asked.
“Well, you’re going too fast and my view isn’t optimal, but yes, thank you for asking.”
He winced. Dane would be justified in castrating him.
Christa sat up and stretched like a cat—like her damn cat, which he’d agreed to keep for her. It was a small price to pay to get her out of here, but it’d also pull her into his life. It was going to be hard enough getting her out of his every waking thought, without having that cat between them.
“It’s not like I haven’t seen it anyway,” she said, smirking. “You’ve been here naked since around midnight when I let Lucifer out for a couple minutes—you sleep fairly deeply.”
“And apparently without covering up.”
“Oh, you had the blanket on, but I looked underneath it.”
He opened his mouth to say something, but then closed it when nothing came to mind. There was no one like Christa.
She was still openly meeting his eyes. He had members of his pack who’d never met his eyes. It was…bizarre.
“Your brother is going to have me neutered—you know that, right?”
“Well, I wasn’t going to hand him measurements and a map to accomplish it if that’s what you’re worried about. I didn’t look for that long.”
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Paranormal
Date Published: November 17, 2014
She's exactly what he wants to sink his teeth into...
Jordan is his pack's Alpha dog. The Big Bad Wolf. And after his last breakup, he's opting to be the lone wolf, too. But then his rival's little sister—a human, of all creatures—comes to his door. And suddenly, what should be a tasty little snack turns out to be something more than Jordan could ever imagine...
Christa is simply looking for a place to stay. Yet the dark shifter smells irresistibly like forever. But getting involved with the wolf who tried to kill her brother—twice—is lunacy.
Besides, in the unforgiving, shadowed world of shifters, there is no room for weakness. And falling for her family’s enemy won't just be her downfall...it will be his, too.
Excerpt:
If he was lucky, she’d slept all night, and he could get out of here without her waking up.
He turned his back on her to slide on the jeans beside the bed and felt the tingles of awareness from being watched. When he twisted to look, Christa’s green eyes were on him—very much awake.
Dane was going to castrate him.
Christa smiled unrepentantly.
“Enjoying the show?” he asked.
“Well, you’re going too fast and my view isn’t optimal, but yes, thank you for asking.”
He winced. Dane would be justified in castrating him.
Christa sat up and stretched like a cat—like her damn cat, which he’d agreed to keep for her. It was a small price to pay to get her out of here, but it’d also pull her into his life. It was going to be hard enough getting her out of his every waking thought, without having that cat between them.
“It’s not like I haven’t seen it anyway,” she said, smirking. “You’ve been here naked since around midnight when I let Lucifer out for a couple minutes—you sleep fairly deeply.”
“And apparently without covering up.”
“Oh, you had the blanket on, but I looked underneath it.”
He opened his mouth to say something, but then closed it when nothing came to mind. There was no one like Christa.
She was still openly meeting his eyes. He had members of his pack who’d never met his eyes. It was…bizarre.
“Your brother is going to have me neutered—you know that, right?”
“Well, I wasn’t going to hand him measurements and a map to accomplish it if that’s what you’re worried about. I didn’t look for that long.”
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About the Author:
Wendy Sparrow has been telling tales since she was a child with varying amounts of success. Her parents clearly anticipated her forays into the paranormal because she heard “The Boy Who Cried Wolf” so many times she could have written the screenplay at age five.
She lives with a wonderful husband, two amazing kids, and a husky/lab (that has been told he looks much like a wolf) in Washington State.
Wendy is active in Autism and OCD support networks and often blogs about both on her website. She can usually be found on Twitter where she’ll talk to anyone who talks to her and occasionally just to herself.
Wendy Sparrow has been telling tales since she was a child with varying amounts of success. Her parents clearly anticipated her forays into the paranormal because she heard “The Boy Who Cried Wolf” so many times she could have written the screenplay at age five.
She lives with a wonderful husband, two amazing kids, and a husky/lab (that has been told he looks much like a wolf) in Washington State.
Wendy is active in Autism and OCD support networks and often blogs about both on her website. She can usually be found on Twitter where she’ll talk to anyone who talks to her and occasionally just to herself.
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