Silver Town Wolf, #7
Author: Terry Spear
ISBN: 9781492645115
Pubdate: April 4, 2017
Genre: Paranormal
In Silver Town, the secrets run deep…
Alpha werewolf Brett
Silver has an ulterior motive when he donates a prized family heirloom to the
Silver Town hotel. Ellie MacTire owns the place with her sisters, and he’s out
to get her attention.
Ellie is even more
special than Brett knows. She’s a wolf-shifter with a unique ability to commune
with the dead. Ellie has been ostracized, so she protects herself and those she
loves by revealing nothing—not even when strange and dangerous things begin to
happen in Silver Town. And especially not to the devastatingly handsome and
generous wolf who’s determined to win her over…
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Excerpt from: Between a Wolf
and a Hard Place:
A
SIGN YOU MIGHT BE A SHIFTER
If you can smell other wolves—and can tell
whether or not they’re shifters too.
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When
Brett and CJ arrived at the inn, they got out to help guide the piano movers.
Laurel met CJ outside, giving him a big hug and kiss. Brett sighed. He’d love
it if he and Ellie got to that point in their relationship—and soon. They’d
both been busy lately, she with the inn and he with reporting about Victorian
Day festivities. So he hadn’t seen her as much as he would have liked.
As
soon as they went inside, he saw Ellie showing the movers where she thought the
piano should go, while Meghan insisted it should be more to the right of the
stairs.
Then
Ellie caught his eye and smiled, and he felt his whole outlook brighten. She
was the darkest-haired redhead of the bunch, her long, curly hair auburn in
color, and to him, sexier and more mysterious. He wanted to ask her out
tonight. He could cook, though he’d do better grilling outside.
She
turned her attention to the piano again, frowning. And Meghan was frowning too.
Poor
movers. Brett thought the two ladies would have the men relocate the piano all
over the lobby before settling on the perfect place for it. Instead, Ellie
suddenly looked pale and said it was fine where it was. Meghan quickly nodded,
looking just as ashen.
CJ
and Eric readjusted the burgundy, brocade-covered bench in front of the piano,
which made Brett remember he needed to box up all the sheet music and books and
bring them over. He’d taken them out of the bench when he had its seat cushion
reupholstered last year, and they were still sitting in a box in the spare
bedroom.
Brett
paid the movers and they cleared out.
“Got
to get back to work,” Eric said, giving Brett a knowing look. “Late shift
working as a park ranger tonight.”
“Yeah,
I’ve got to get back to the business of sheriffing.” CJ smiled at Ellie. “Can
you drop me off at the station, Eric?”
“Sure
thing,” their eldest brother said.
Sarandon
was admiring the piano, arms folded across his chest, when he realized his
brothers were leaving and snapped out of his thoughts. “Yeah, I’ve got to get
back to work too.”
Brett
knew Sarandon didn’t have a guide job in the park tonight, so he was glad
Sarandon was vacating the premises pronto, taking his brothers’ cues. Now if
only Ellie’s sisters would leave the two of them alone.
Laurel
took Meghan’s arm and hauled her toward the back door. “Let’s go fix supper,
why don’t we?”
“For
two, three, or four of us?” Meghan asked with a smile in her voice as they
disappeared outside.
Brett
didn’t hesitate before he moved toward Ellie, placed his hands on her
shoulders, and leaned her gently against the piano, blocking her from escape if
she thought to put on the brakes again. “Would you be up for dinner for two?
You don’t have any guests for the next week,
unless something has changed.” He rubbed his thumbs against her
shoulders, loving the feel of her, the sweet, fresh fragrance of her. She looked
beautiful in her soft teal sweater, rust-and-teal-plaid skirt, and high-heeled
boots, her dark-red hair in silky curls around her shoulders.
She
was soft in his arms and appeared receptive when he leaned down to kiss her. It
seemed like the perfect time. No one was around. The piano had been the perfect
gift. Now it was time to kiss her like he’d wanted to since they’d first
started dating. As soon as their mouths touched, she responded by wrapping her
arms around his back, but then Eric felt her jump a little and pulled his mouth
away, wondering if he was going too fast. If he’d done something wrong.
She
quickly moved against him, pushing him away from the piano, her heartbeat
racing, her breathing unsteady, the color that had infused her cheeks instantly
draining from her skin.
“What’s
wrong?” he asked as Ellie moved him even farther from the piano. He thought
maybe she had gotten static-electric shock from touching it.
“Let’s
go have dinner,” she said, her Irish accent more pronounced as it was whenever
she was overly worried. The sisters had been born in the United States, but
their parents had been born in Ireland, and they’d picked up their parents’
accent. He loved it. “Any place is fine.”
Yet
she was visibly upset, and he wasn’t sure what the difficulty was.
“Thanks
for the piano. It’s beautiful.” Ellie glanced back at it, but not in an
admiring way. She was looking off to the right of it, a frown marring her
temple , which he thought was odd.
“Why
don’t I take you to the Silver Town Tavern? If you like steak, they have great
cuts there. And we can catch up on
what’s been going on.”
“I
hear you’re working on some interesting
stories.”
“Yeah.
My favorite? The last time the Silver Town Inn was part of the Victorian Days
celebration. The idea seemed appropriate since this will be the first time the
inn is open for business during the festivities since then.”
“I
can’t wait to read it.” Ellie glanced back at the vicinity of the piano one
last time before she shut and locked the front door to the inn.
“We
can help you move the piano again if you don’t think it’s in the right place,”
Brett offered, getting the car door for her.
“Uh,
no, I think it’s fine.” But she didn’t sound like she thought so.
He
was afraid he’d pushed her too fast on the kiss, yet she’d seemed so willing.
He didn’t know what he had done wrong, but he had every intention of proving
how much being with her meant to him, no matter what the difficulty might be.
***
Ellie
couldn’t believe that not only had Chrissy shown up, looking interested in the
piano, but so had some other woman. She was older, with white hair and dark
eyes, and had appeared when Brett leaned Ellie against the piano and gave her
the beginning of a spine-tingling kiss. It was so reminiscent of the start of
the dreams she was having about him that Ellie could have screamed when seeing
the ghost shook her up and ruined the in-the-flesh fantasy with Brett.
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USA Today bestselling author TERRY SPEAR has written over 35
paranormal romances featuring werewolf and jaguar shapeshifters. In 2008, Heart
of the Wolf was named a Publishers Weekly Best Book of the Year. A
retired officer of the U.S. Army Reserves, Terry also creates award-winning
teddy bears that have found homes all over the world. She lives in Spring,
Texas.
Social Networking Links:
Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/TerrySpear
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