Wolf on Wheels
Heritage Series, Book 1
by Layne Macadam
Genre: Paranormal Erotic Shifter
As alpha of his pack he is duty bound to keep them safe and, with genocidal hunters closing in on them, that means maintaining anonymity. So will sharing his secret strengthen Lara’s and his relationship? Or will it send her running in horror and announcing his heritage to the world?
When the decision to reveal all is snatched out of his hands the revelation, not only turns her world inside out but it has far-reaching repercussions neither could have imagined.
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Caleb
Grayson’s fur spiked and his tail swished with anger as without a thought or a
care, Nora bounded off down the street, leapt over the suburban fence and was
lost from sight. His orders to the pack had been clear. Bare minimum—travel in
pairs. Stay together at all times. Watch each other’s back. The lure of fresh
rabbit must have overridden duty and common sense.
The
growl he released was feral as he took off after her. The rules were put in
place to keep his pack safe. Hunters were on the warpath and they were after
wolf shifters with deadly intent. He’d already lost one member to their
violence and would not lose another. Humans, he made a derisive sound. They
were uncaring and self-centered. He’d yet to meet one he liked. He pulled his
muzzle into a sneer and bared his teeth at the thought of that race.
One
giant leap had him over the fence and landing smoothly on all fours on the
other side. Nora was farther up the yard edging closer to her goal, but she was
not alone.
Frozen
to the spot he couldn’t move had his life depended on it. It was as if he’d
stepped into a trough of rapid dry cement and was stuck fast. His heartbeat had
ramped up and his tail twitched at the sight of the divine human before him.
Awestruck,
he snarled at the smaller gray wolf beside him. They’d talk about her
transgression later. Nora was an adolescent and still in the playful stage of
wanting to hunt live prey. Fresh meat was tempting but no excuse for defying
his orders. She pawed the ground waiting for him to speak telepathically, but
he was speechless. The female human had him dumbstruck and transfixed.
She
was a good head shorter than he, athletically built with dips and curves in all
the right places, and her spiral curls were the color of marmalade and looked
every bit as rich and glossy in the lunar light.
It
came to him in a flash then, this human with her emerald eyes sparkling like
gemstones was his mate. He’d waited centuries to find her, had given up hope,
and now, like a bolt from the blue there she was. Not even Lycan, but human. It
was cruel, preposterous, but true. He had little tolerance for the species, but
he ached to carry her home, cherish her, breed with her, howl with elation, but
he quashed the instinct as his homosapien side surged to the fore—tread
carefully, do not rush this—she may not understand.
“Caleb,
what is it?” Nora’s telepathic voice quivered with unease.
He
didn’t answer, couldn’t answer, so consumed was he with the human before him.
Her shape was visible through the silk of her gown. The night breeze had molded
the thin white material to her womanly form. She was a vision. He was grateful
it was a she-wolf beside him and not a male from his pack.
As
he continued to stare, mouth agape and tongue lolling, the breeze picked up and
she shivered. Her nipples punched out against the flimsy fabric. He whimpered.
His heart pounded faster now as if he’d run for miles at top speed over the
rugged terrain around his Black Mountain home.
“Caleb
what’s wrong, can’t you hear me?” Nora’s voice was
high-pitched now and sharper than normal.
Before
he could speak the woman took a small tentative step toward Nora’s midnight
snack. She reacted on natural impulse. Her fur stood on end, a menacing growl
emanated from lips drawn back in a savage snarl baring sharp teeth. Crouched
low and ready to spring, it was enough to have him recover his voice.
“Stay.
The human is my mate. Threaten her and you threaten me.” As
he sent the telepathic message, Nora dropped to her haunches, and with a
whimper assumed a submissive position—she would not dare challenge him.
The
command was issued with his sight still glued to his female. The stiffening
breeze had whipped the ginger ringlets around her face giving a halo effect,
but when her eyes widened and she trembled, it pierced his heart like a blade.
He hated seeing her frightened, smelling her fear, but at this point there was
little he could do.
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Always an avid reader, Layne voraciously consumes all types of fiction, but she particularly loves a happy ending, so writing romance seemed a natural progression for her. Although a little daunting at first, once she finally started tapping on the keys the words kept flowing, and what was intended as a short story turned into a full-blown novel, Desire Unleashed, the first book in her Desire Series about a team of Navy SEALs.
Layne writes contemporary romance, paranormal, and sci-fi. With her love of history and passion for travel an historical romance combining the two is not outside the realms of possibility in the future.
When she’s not writing Layne can be found tackling some craft project, walking along the beach, or you might find her in the kitchen creating some culinary delights.
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