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She doesn’t believe in love.

Cyn wears the Wolfsangel rune tattoo.

Two charming, handsome werewolves vie for the controversial lead singer’s attentions. Both are suspects in a murder. Even if she opens her heart to love, werewolves are monogamous. She is not.

Supernatural meets Rock Star in this exciting new series.

Excerpt:

Irritation heated my cheeks. “That’s it. I’m out of here.” I got up, stormed toward the door, and pulled the handle. After struggling and unable to get it open, I pounded on it with both fists. “Stupid damn door.”

So much for my graceful, dramatic exit.

He tugged me back against him. “Stop. You’re going to hurt yourself.”

Images of Eddie’s dead body filled my mind, and I heard Henry’s convincing accusation aimed at Lucius. Sudden rage ignited inside me, and I kicked and struggled to get away from the murderous werewolf, but it was no use. He was too strong, and, dear goddess, his hard body aroused me as he held me. How could I be attracted to him?

“You killed Eddie! He was my friend!” I blurted out. Enraged, I turned and pounded on his chest.

He stood still and took my hard blows without uttering a sound. Exhausted, I finished my outburst.

Lucius Quinn stared down at me, his dark eyes pained and glistening, his jaw clenched. “He was my friend, too,” he said in a rough voice.

I raised my eyebrows, and I lowered my arms at my sides. That was certainly not the reaction I expected from him. A faint tightness pressed into my chest at his sincerity.

Lucius moved toward the door, swung it open, and stepped aside. “For the record, the door opens outward. You are free to go. I will escort you as far as I can.”

Cold air blasted me from outside. Deep shadows filled the forest as the sun set.

“You didn’t kill Eddie?” I was touched by his unexpected show of emotion, and my words came out raspy through a tight throat.

“No.”

“Henry told me you were the chief suspect.”

He exhaled an exasperated breath. “Are you going to leave or not? Cold air is coming in.”

“Not.”

I had to find out more about this mysterious werewolf. He could have harmed me, but he hadn’t. And a part of me believed he didn’t kill Eddie, though I couldn’t rule him out as a suspect yet.

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Kelley Heckart

Otherworldly tales steeped in myth, magic & romance.

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