They’ve been inseparable since meeting—10 years after the Black Wolves pack’s evil former alpha ground him into sausage on the floor of The Den and banished him from the pack – when Summer chucked him with black walnuts, Beemer medallions and a Dodge ram logo to drag him back to the land of the living.
Well, except today, when both are on a whirlwind publicity tour because of the release of WOLF’S SONG. Summer’s over at the Black Hills Wolves blog taking care of business there even as we speak.
Which has made Brick grouchier than usual. So you’ll just have to bear with him. Like Gee does. Pretend you’re a 300-pound werebear and see how far that gets you.
DDD: So, Brick…thanks for showing up.
Brick: I’d say my pleasure, but I’d be lying.
DDD: Um, okay then. Maybe we should just plunge right in, anyway?
DDD: Worst day ever?
Brick: Bet you think I’m gonna say the day Magnum and his henchmen stomped me into pulp and banished me from Los Lobos.
DDD: Did cross my mind.
Brick: Not even close. Bad as that was it was nothing to the terror of Summer’s Uncle Cal trying to tear us apart and mate her to one of his cat lieutenants.
DDD: Best day ever.
Brick: Well, one of them involves the words “Bite me.” That’s about as far as I’ll go with that.
DDD: Okey-dokey, then. One more question and I’ll let you go: Best thing about Summer.
Brick: Yeah, okay. There’s no ONE best thing. They’ll all best things. But I do like a female who can keep up with me. And soar.
DDD: Thanks stopping by, Brick!
Ten years ago, visions of death and the babble of lupine voices in his head, drove lone wolf Brick Northridge to challenge his cruel and greedy pack alpha. Beaten by the alpha’s thugs and banished from the pack, Brick lives a life of seclusion in a mountain cabin in the Black Hills.
Born into a rival clan of feline shifters, skinwalker Summer McCoy, in her guise as a raven, watches Brick from afar, giving him back a reason to live through her sweet songs and special gifts.
But when her clan attempts to tear them apart and threatens the pack that banished Brick so many years before, will their love be strong enough to withstand the forces bent on their destruction?
Summer McCoy perched in the uppermost branches of her special Ponderosa pine, in raven guise, engaging in her favorite pastime, spying on the lone wolf chopping wood below. Two days’ worth of whiskers shadowed his rigid jaw. She loved when he forgot—or didn’t bother—to shave. Scruffy stubble suited him.
The sun beat down on the back of his bronzed neck and shone on his hair, the color of roasted coffee, a shade lighter than the dark shadow that charcoaled his face.
She fluffed her feathers in anticipation. Take your shirt off, Brick. She’d heard the giant werebear, Gee, call him that name a decade ago. He’d made some joke about a wall and the hardness of the male’s head. But Brick hadn’t laughed back then. Not ever.
He’d fascinated her from the moment he’d arrived in the glade, bruised and battered. Once she’d learned his name, she’d treasured it, taking pleasure from repeating it often. Secretly, of course. Unwrapping the syllable frequently to admire its radiance in the privacy of her tree house, the way a woman wearing pearls against her warm skin enhanced their luminosity and iridescence.
Now, as if he’d heard her silent urging, he complied with her plea, shrugging out of the plaid flannel and flinging it onto a tree stump. Her beak opened as she sucked in breath. Sweat glistened on his torso, glazing rippling pecs and abs, shoulders broad enough to span the Badlands. A huge, incredible specimen of masculinity. Thick biceps flexed as he wielded the ax. Her heart beat faster than a hummingbird’s wings. Heat licked her.
Taryn Kincaid is the author of the Sleepy Hollow series--LIGHTNING,THUNDER,FROST,HEAT WAVE and IN FROM THE COLD -- sexy paranormal romances for Decadent Publishing's popular 1Night Stand series; BLIZZARD, a short erotic romance for Decadent's The Edge line; among other works.Visit her at:
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I love a wolfy hero cause they are so Alpha tough but cuddly. They focus right in on you, where their attention should be and protect you from everything they can.
Aroooooo (Howl). Love werewolves because they're such bad boys on the exterior... And who doesn't love a bad boy.
I so agree with both of you!
Alpha Male - dominant, sexy & just all together yummy!
No argument here, Carol!
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