FORBIDDEN DESIRE
Descended from a long line of werewolf trackers, Tess Owen knows everything there is to know about hunting the big, bad beasts—except what to do when you find yourself falling for one.
Solitary, preternaturally powerful Jonas Dale is a legend among his own kind—and among those who want to destroy his kind. He’s also undeniably sexy. Longing intensifies Tess’s hunt for this lone wolf, and her prey’s passion matches her own. Meanwhile, a common enemy stalks them both. Will desire save Tess and Jonas, or will it destroy them?
“Show yourself,” she demanded, though her voice was softer, lower and almost a purr.
Her tone stirred Jonas’s insides in a strange way, as if he could feel its vibration from where he stood. That purr melted into his skin, sparked his nerve endings in a way that created its own electricity.
“I don’t think that would be a good idea, do you?” he asked. “I can’t speak to the actions of any of those others. I can only repeat that I mean no harm to you and leave it at that.”
“Can you prove what you say?”
“I can prove it by turning my back and leaving you alone and in one piece.”
“Or by showing yourself,” she suggested, with more tension on the string of her bow.
Jonas stepped into the moonlight, allowing the rain of silver light to wash over him. His shape-shift was completed in the few seconds it took him to reach Tess Owens.
He had her knife in his fingers, her hand in his and the tip of the razor-sharp blade she carried tight up against his chest before her blue eyes, wide with shock, met his.
Growling was the only way Jonas now had of speaking to her. That growl rumbled menacingly as he held her gaze and pressed the tip of the blade into his own flesh.
“Do it if you don’t believe me, wolf hunter. Go ahead.” Was it the shock of his shift, his appearance or his speed that stayed her hand?
Or maybe it was the look in his eyes as they met hers...
LINDA THOMAS-SUNDSTROM writes contemporary and paranormal romance novels for Mills & Boon. A teacher by day and a writer by night, Linda lives in the West, juggling teaching, writing, family and caring for a big stretch of land. She swears she has a resident muse who sings so loudly, she often wears earplugs in order to get anything else done. But she has big plans to eventually get to all those ideas. Visit Linda at www.lindathomas-sundstrom.com or on Facebook.
Wolf Slayer
Linda Thomas-Sundstrom
MILLS & BOON
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South Dakota. Hills. Forests of trees. Secluded cabins in the woods. Acres of uninhabited space. Can you picture it?
This is where I’ve set the latest book in my Wolf Moons series, and I’ve been excited to explore the extremely fragile and always volatile relationship between werewolves and the hunters who go after them. Because not everything is ever as it seems with these two sides of the supernatural spectrum...and well, sexy is sexy, no matter where we find it. Right?
Two opposites, attracting. Forces beyond their control pitting a man and a woman against each other, and against what each stands for, as a truly dark entity comes prowling.
This is Wolf Slayer.
Imagining stories like this one is the reason why I enjoy writing about the werewolf world. I always look forward to finding out what these tall, edgy, gloriously sexy weres can do to make my blood boil. And then I hunt, as they do, for just the right adversary in the form of a strong, independent woman who might turn up. In this case...plenty of sparks fly!
I hope you’ll love Wolf Slayer as much as I loved writing it.
Please do check out my website to keep track of what’s coming up next. Connect with me on my Facebook author page. Stop by and say hello. I’d love to hear from you.
Cheers—and happy reading!
Linda
Facebook.com/LindaThomasSundstrom
To my family, those here and those gone, who always believed I had a story to tell.
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