I saved my daughter. But how do I save myself when I have a secret that is going to turn the entire werewolf world upside down?
Blame
It On Midnight
A
Midnight Madness Nightcreature, #2
by
Lori Handeland
Genre:
Paranormal Women's Fiction
I
saved my daughter. But how do I save myself?
I
did what I had to. Try and kill my girl? I will end you faster than
you can say have
mercy.
Sure I broke a cardinal pack rule, which will get me executed by my
mate. If they find out. If they find me.
Saved from capture by
Zane, the sexiest of sexy werewolves, my rescue comes with a price.
Zane wants a favor, one that could cause an all-out pack war. The
last thing I need is to make more enemies, but lives are at stake if
I don’t make a stand.
Not only that, but I have a secret. An
impossible secret that is going to turn the entire werewolf world
upside down.
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“You’re my wife,” he said. “We’ll figure it out.”
“I’m not your wife.”
“My mate. Same thing.”
“You said it wasn’t the same. That humans marry and wolves mate.”
“Mating is deeper, more.” A growl rippled the air. My air, and he wasn’t even in my air. “Until death, which is a very long time in our world.”
I’d allowed this, embraced this to save my girl, but now I needed to save not only Gideon, but also the pack that had come to feel like family far too fast.
“I’m sorry, but we need to do whatever we have to do to undo this.” I waved a finger back and forth between us.
“There is no undoing it.”
“I don’t believe you.” And with that, I disconnected the call, powered down, yanked out the SIM card, and dropped both it and the phone into the tropical fish tank Patrick had given to Frankie one Christmas.
“Sarah! What the hell?” Frankie stood in the entryway from the hall.
“I’ll buy you another one.”
He waved a hand as if to chase a fly. “Heir? Mates? Pack?”
“You were eavesdropping?” I had waited for the sound of a door closing, but what I hadn’t done was check to make sure that Frankie was behind it. Silly me.
“You sound like a lunatic.”
“Feel like one too.”
Frankie shoved his fingers through his hair, mussing it more than I’d ever seen it mussed. “He’s Jenna’s dad?”
I nodded.
“Did Patrick know?”
Since Patrick and I had never had sex—surprised he hadn’t shared that . . . “Of course.” I paused, gathering my thoughts. I wasn’t supposed to share this, but there was a lot I wasn’t supposed to do that I’d already done. “There’s another world that lives beneath the moon. One that howls. One that kills.”
“You really believe that.” It wasn’t a question. “What else?”
I told him. All of it. Why not? I could always make him forget.
When I got to the part about Ash, Frankie held up a hand. “The FBI sent a werewolf hunter.”
“Apparently, certain cases are routed to them.”
“To the . . . what was it? Jager-Suchers?”
“Hunter-searchers. When you called your contact and said Jenna was missing, that contact called Ash, who’d been trying to find other missing girls.”
His niece, Haley, being one of them.
“I don’t know an Ash.” Frankie rubbed his temple. “Do I?”
“I made you forget. I didn’t want you searching for him or calling anyone who might.” And I should have stuck with that plan, but the ship had sailed.
“And where is he now?”
Chained in a dungeon somewhere awaiting execution. I’d tried to find out where but—
“Don’t have a clue.”
Frankie glanced at the door. “We should probably go.”
“Where?”
“Psych hospital.”
I laughed so hard I had to bend over to catch my breath.
“You finished?” he asked when I had. “Were you experimenting with psychedelics? Weird mushrooms? Bad food? Did someone slip you a mickey?”
“I don’t think that’s what they call it anymore.” Though what they called it I had no idea. “You believe I’m crazy.”
“As a shithouse rat. No offense.”
I snorted; I’d heard worse on the campaign trail. “And Gideon?”
“Who’s Gideon?”
“Guy on your phone.”
“Ah. The alpha.” He twisted the title into an insult, and annoyance trilled along my spine. “Shared delusion?”
“What about these?” I pointed at my formerly gingham-blue eyes, now a lovely royal cerulean.
He frowned; he hadn’t noticed them. Maybe because I had turned off all the lights.
“Tinted contacts.”
Except I wasn’t wearing any, but why bother? He was going to see what he wanted to see, it was the way of humans when what they saw was impossible.
I strode for the door.
Frankie hurried to keep up. “I’ll call ahead, talk to someone I know at the—” He peered into the fish tank, where all the pretty fishies flitted around his phone like it was a brand-new fish toy. “Crap.”
“Guess it’s show-and-tell time,” I said. “Or maybe tell, then show.”
Why I didn’t just zap his memory—again—I wasn’t sure. Perhaps a nagging concern that doing so too many times might give him a brain bleed. Or maybe I just needed someone to know. Someone who wasn’t part of this frightening new world I’d been thrust into. Still, telling Frankie had been a dumb idea. All about what I needed, what I wanted. Selfish.
“Hold on. Let me . . .” He glanced around, lost as a millennial without a cell phone. Or a landline.
I set my hand on the doorknob. “Don’t worry. I won’t tear out your throat.” I yanked open the door.
The wolf on the porch lifted his lip, and a snarl curled free.
“But he might.”
Nothing
Good Happens After Midnight
A
Midnight Madness Nightcreature, #1
They
say a mother will do anything for her child . . . I’m living
proof
This
nightmare began when I got the call every parent dreads. My daughter,
Jenna, was missing from her college campus. Of course, my mind went
to the worst place. After all, my late husband was a powerful
senator. Was this some political payback?
I call in a favor
and soon I’m partnered with an FBI sex trafficking agent. He tells
me local girls have been disappearing for some time now, and he
finally has a lead. But what we find at that abandoned warehouse is
something out of a horror movie.
Werewolves! Two rival packs,
their alphas fighting, winner take all––the pack and the
trafficked girls. The werewolves must replenish their breeders,
recently decimated by a virus that killed only the females.
But
Jenna’s been keeping a secret, which only makes two of us. Though I
should be angry, I know the lies I’ve told play a huge role in why
we’re here. I’ll do anything to make it right. No way is my girl
going to become a sacrificial mate for the greater good––even if
she is the ‘chosen one.’ So, I do what any mother would do, I
take her place, offering myself to Gideon, the winning alpha, as his
mate.
Gideon’s goal is to live in harmony with the human
world, but there are others who exist for the power, for the
violence, and they don’t plan to let peace prevail.
There’s
a civil werewolf war brewing and I am right in the middle of
it.
From the voice of New
York Times bestselling
author Lori Handeland, a new volume in her Nightcreature world,
complete with the humor, depth of characterization and fast-paced
plot lines she is known for while showcasing the author’s
incredible range.
Amazon * B&N * Kobo * Smashwords * Books2Read * Bookbub * Goodreads
Lori Handeland is a five-time nominee and two-time winner of the prestigious RITA™ Award from Romance Writers of America, as well as the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over sixty novels spanning the genres of paranormal romance, urban fantasy, contemporary romance, historical romance, historical fantasy and women’s fiction. Her novel Just Once received a coveted, starred review from Library Journal and was optioned as a feature film by Catalyst Global Media.
Lori set her sight on being an author at the age of ten. She remembers sitting at a typewriter before she knew how to type, pecking out a story about a family who went into space. As an only child her summers were spent with that typewriter, television, and, above all, books. As a young adult, she got sidetracked by the need to make a living. She worked as a waitress and later enrolled in college to become a teacher.
Lori lives in Southern Wisconsin with her husband of over thirty-five years. In between writing and reading, she enjoys long walks with their rescue mutt, Arnold, and visits from her two grown sons, awesome daughter-in-law and perfectly adorable grandchildren.
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