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“Is that a yes?”
Willa blinked repeatedly as she stammered, “I-I…”
“I love you,” he supplied, leaning forward to brush a kiss across her lips. “Now say you’re mine before I have to go punch a hole through my brother for laughing at my sappy display.”
Holy shit! Is this actually happening? Was Willa getting the good guy and a happy ending? It was too good to believe.
“Willa.” Barron warned on a growl. “I can see your mind working, which means you’re about to overthink this.”
And she was. But how did she teach herself to take a chance? She looked at him and knew he was her future. He was what she wanted, and where she wanted to be. With a slow nod she bit her lip and then released it. “I accept your terms, Alpha Kane.”
He smiled as he gently collared her throat in one large hand. “Glad to hear it, but there’s something else I need to hear before we go share the good news.”
Her wolf responded instantly to the dominant display, and she couldn’t help but be turned on.
“Say it,” he whispered, watching her lips intently.
She licked her lips and grinned at the rolling purr that rumbled forth from his chest. “I love you, Barron Kane. You are my Alpha. And I…am all yours.”
He kissed her hard, but it didn’t last as long as he’d hoped. Jase, Arden, Sarya, Becca, Keryn, and Cortez charged the duo to share in the celebration, and for the first time in many moons, the pack was whole.
THE END… ;o)
Ahhwooooooooooo!
Exclusive Excerpt
Terr5tory
By
Susan A. Bliler
“I only count ten. Who’s missing?” Delano eyed the circle. Just as he’d suspected, his first test had begun. “Didn’t I command all wolves present?” he snarled.
Several pairs of eyes shot around the circle. Most were indifferent, some actually appeared bored. Someone whispered a name and murmurs began. Suddenly, all looks turned to ones of genuine concern. Good! They should know that he’d be challenging the wolf that defied his order.
The hot-shot stepped forward and actually appeared repentant, “Alpha, we…”
“Oh, now I’m Alpha?” He had to admit his curiosity was piqued. Why was this punk suddenly so acquiescent? Who in the hell was this wolf that was missing that he’d garner such worry from his pack? Were they afraid for the missing wolf? Or were they actually concerned for Delano’s safety? He snorted derisively. He was Alpha by action not appointment. He’d fought to gain the title and he’d fight to keep it.
He picked up the sound of leaves crunching seconds before the pack’s eyes jerked behind him. Perfect! He’d get to mete out some punishment and show this unruly crew just who was boss by making an example of the tardy wolf, who for some reason seemed to evoke protective instincts in the pack.
He spun and lunged simultaneously just as several members of the pack shouted in unison, “NOOOOOO!”
His hand was clamped to the throat of the tardy wolf and he let his Alpha command surge with full force to the fore. Lips peeled back, incisors elongated, and a vicious snarl rumbled from deep within his chest. It took him several seconds to realize it wasn’t a male wolf challenging for dominance at all. His hand was clutched in a death grip around the slender column of a satiny throat. Still snarling, he let his wolves eyes drift up until they locked on the softest brown eyes he’d ever seen. They weren’t light brown, they weren’t even hazel. No, they were like crystalized cinnamon with flecks of green.
Instinctively, his grip loosened, and his eyes dipped to watch petal pink lips part to suck in a deep breath. To her credit, the wolf in his grasp didn’t struggle or attempt to fight back.
“Let her go! It’s Eleanor,” someone protested.
It got Delano’s hackles up. The word Eleanor was spoken, not as if it were a name, but as if it were a revered position in the pack.
The woman, Eleanor, lifted a hand and closed it around his wrist. For a moment, he thought she’d fight. Instead she began massaging his wrist with her thumb. His hold loosened more until she was able to pull free from him. Her shoulders instantly slumped and her free hand went to her throat as she coughed quietly.
“Eleanor!” a young female raced forward, scowling up at Delano as she passed. “Are you okay?”
Eleanor cleared her throat and peeked up at Delano with a soft smile, “Fine.”
The rest of the pack stepped forward and all spoke at once, reaching for Eleanor to give her a quick hug or reassuring pat on the back.
Unsure what to do with himself, Delano stepped back as the crowd gathered around the woman. She spoke to the pack but kept her eyes on him. Surprisingly, and annoyingly, he felt guilt bite for having grabbed her.
After reassuring everyone that she was fine Eleanor held up a hand and the pack quieted.
“Riss, introduce me to our new Alpha.”
The female that had scowled at Delano earlier lifted her chin defiantly as she faced him. “Eleanor…” It was a sign of disrespect to him to be introduced second rather than first and the little stunt didn’t go unnoticed. “This is Delano Bowden. The new pack Alpha.” The last sentence was spoken with clear disdain.
Eleanor turned to frown at Riss disapprovingly. When she stepped forward, the pack parted and allowed her to walk up to Delano. She extended her hand, “My apologies, Alpha Bowden. I meant no disrespect with my tardiness.”
She looked at him and he could see the truth in her words even as he accepted her hand and instead of shaking it, held on.
About the Author
Had a blast writing this one! I love it when they come this easy. A big shout out to my muse!
So, about me. I’m older than I should be, I have a twin, I live in Montana, I’m married—one crazy step-son who likes to sabotage my mouse so it won’t work, and one crazy yellow lab who likes to poop in the garage and is always running into the walls. For fun I read, write, and have drinks with my pack. I’m still working full-time and it still sucks! Lame old, lame old.
Anyway, thank you to my Stalkers for always sticking with me and giving me mad support. I never thought I’d be here and I owe it all to you. We authors do know what it’s like to get excited about going home just to finish a really good book. That’s what I strive to give you, and if I’ve succeeded in even a small way then YAYYYY!!!!!!
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Check me out at www.susanbliler.com for updates, my blog, and for excerpts from upcoming books.
~A’hau.
Other Books by Susan A Bliler
Territory Prequel
Territory
TerrIIItory
Prince of Cats
Furious
King: Skin Walker Series (Book 1)
RedKnife: Skin Walkers (Book 2)
Conn: Skin Walker Series (Book 5)
Leto: Skin Walker Series (Book 6)
Monroe: Skin Walker Series (Book 7)
Gauge: Skin Walker Series (Book 8)
York: Skin Walkers series (Book 9)
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