Vegas Mates, Book 3
Council threats and Renata’s deadly attack leave the Vegas pack scrambling to regroup…
Heartbroken over the death of her fiancé and tortured by a voice in her mind that’s haunted her since childhood, Sarah McLain learns her true ancestry after attending her best friend Margaret’s wedding. Can the pack save Sarah from the darkness that threatens to overwhelm her? Or will the wolf inside drive her over the edge before they can show her being a supernatural being is a good thing?
Chris Michaels is in charge of training the new latent werewolves at the O’Hearn mountain inn, now known as Woodhaven. His focus is tested when he finds out the beautiful but sad redhead, Sarah McLain, is his trainee. The connection he feels to her is strong but not magickal, and his wolf claims it foolish to listen to his human instincts. Can Chris heal her broken heart in time, or will he lose the woman he knows is perfect for him.
Stop #9 – Excerpt
He swung a left at the top of the stairs and slipped through the door into his room. The girls had deemed the east wing of the second floor for boys, claiming the west wing for themselves. The middle rooms served as a buffer and were for couples. At least that’s what Nicole had told him when he arrived. Like it mattered to him what side of the inn he stayed on. He did appreciate the new bed and upgraded en suite bathroom. O’Hearn hadn’t skimped on the remodel.
The third floor remained untouched and was being used for storage since the space wasn’t needed yet. He’d gone up and poked around a little. They’d had to go up to get to the roof and install the satellite. Nobody could live without cell service and Internet.
He grabbed a T-shirt and pulled it on, also swapping his sweatpants for a pair of loose jeans. Then he made his way back down to the dining room. Sarah waved him on to the kitchen to grab a plate. He walked in quietly. His mom wasn’t there anymore, but Bonnie gave him an approving once-over.
“Where are your shoes?”
“Bonnie, I don’t like shoes. Can I have some breakfast, or should I just go rummage in the fridge?”
“I don’t understand you and your friends. Never met people who hated being dressed so much. I think you would all just walk around naked if you could.” She snorted out a laugh and handed him a plate heaped with scrambled eggs, toast, and bacon.
To be continued tomorrow…
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Meet the Author:
Paranormal Romance author, Krystal Shannan, lives in Texas and is married to the love-of-her-life. They have a spunky young daughter who believes in fairies. Krystal professes to loving shoes, but avoids wearing them at all costs. She teaches in the public schools and writes as much as she can in her free time. If any more spare time can be squeezed from her day, she enjoys reading romance in all genres, but especially paranormal. If it has a ‘Happily Ever After’, she’s on board!
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