Cursed by the Moon is the second prequel in the Wolf River Series
If they can open up to love, they could save each other from their pasts.
Wolf River Prequel, Book 2
Noah was bitten by a werewolf in Afghanistan. Now back stateside he finds himself not only with new afflictions and nightmares, but a completely new creature. Noah wants nothing more than to end his pain, when the Night Shift steps in and relocates him to Malibu California to build a new life. The problem is, Noah’s beautiful new roommate Cara and her friends are what he hates most in the world. Werewolves.
Between being attacked six months prior, and her mother’s death, Cara struggles to keep herself together. But when wounded and broken Noah comes into her life she finds safety in his arms and opens herself up for the first time in years to the possibility of healing and moving on.
As Noah and Cara draw closer to finding the love that could heal both their souls, secrets from their pasts threaten to tear them apart. And when those secrets come to light it will take a bond beyond love to keep them together.
Beware: Contains a Hunky Alpha Marine with lots of baggage and a sweet hometown girl hoping to win his heart.
Noah froze at the feel of her body pressed against his yet again. She looked up, smiled and his heart boomed like artillery fire at her nearness. She licked her bottom lip, moistening it. Her grip tightened on his hips, and her nails pressed into his sides, making his arousal spike.
Her arms slipped around his waist and he pressed into her. Without notice, she raised to her toes and pushed her lips to his. A million thoughts raced through his mind. She’d turned him down at the beach, but now…
She licked his lower lip and sucked it into her mouth. Every nerve in his body sparked, as if jumper cables had attached to his spine. He set the water and tea on the counter and wrapped her in his arms. He let all doubt drift away.
Noah’s hand fisted in her curls and he drew her to him. His lips clamped down on hers and she plunged her tongue deep into his mouth as she ran her hands around his back to his butt, pulling his hips into hers.
He groaned deep in his chest and broke away to kiss down her neck to her shoulder. Her bare skin flushed with every sucking kiss placed upon it. He ran his hand down the front of her t-shirt and she moaned as his thumb rubbed over her sensitive nubs. Desire thrummed through her core, pulsing, and begging to be sated.
No. She couldn’t do this. She had to tell him the truth. It wasn’t right.
“Noah,” she choked out. “Noah. I have to tell you something.”
He lifted his head back to her lips. “I don’t care.”
“No. Noah it’s important. Something you don’t know about me. About my past.”
He kissed her hard, his mouth tasting like the butterscotch lollipop he’d consumed after dinner.
“I don’t care,” he panted and lifted off her shirt. “I don’t care what you did. I only care about who you are now.”
He kissed her again and her brain grew fuzzy with desire. His rough, calloused hand squeezed and kneaded her flesh into submission until she was barely able to keep her feet. She stripped his tank top off and ran her fingers over the curved planes of his abs. Starting at his pecks, she kissed a trail over his skin. Scars marked the beauty of his flesh but they only added to her desire. She kissed each one as she lowered herself down and swirled her tongue in the dips between his muscles. He slammed his hands on the counter behind her, making it shake.
“We better get out of the kitchen,” he growled.
Rebekah R. Ganiere – Books With A Bite
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