The Bestselling Redwood Pack continues with the Talon Pack series.
A Broken Wolf. A Fractured Bond. A Fate Denied.
Brynn Brentwood has spent the whole of her life protecting the Talon Pack through terrors only she will ever know. She’s never asked for more in life other than to live to take her next breath and to ensure her family is safe. Regardless of her selfless wishes and the atrocities the former Alpha committed, she has always known that fate would provide for her as it had countless others. Fate is what has carried her through with one exception—upon meeting the one wolf who could be hers, he doesn’t feel their bond.
Finn Jamenson has been broken more than once, left beaten and half dead—and that was before he was an adult and Heir of the Redwood Pack. When called upon to work with their allies, the Talons, he finds himself intrigued with a woman who his wolf doesn’t claim as his own. Though he knows there could be something there, he refuses to tempt himself with a wolf who could never be his when his own mate could waiting for him.
The world changed in a blink of time and now the two wolves must fight as one—ignoring the burning temptation between them—when their people are threatened. With one wrong move, their homes could be destroyed and its up to Finn and Brynn to save them all…if only they could save themselves.
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EXCERPT
Finn
Jamenson did not understand women. Oh, he might have tons of them in his
family, and had had his fair share in his bed, but for the life of him, he
couldn’t understand them. One minute they were smiling, the next they were
snapping at him, ready to tear his throat out for daring to be late.
Okay,
so maybe he shouldn’t have been late meeting Brynn at the coffee place before
they’d gone shopping earlier, but he’d spent twenty minutes in his car outside
trying to calm himself down. And for once, it wasn’t him trying to calm his
wolf down. Instead, his wolf did nothing while Finn tried to figure out how the
hell he was going to handle this situation. The man wanted the woman inside
that building. He wanted to cup her face, taste her lips, and kiss her until
both of them were gasping for breath.
He
wanted to slam her against the nearest wall and slide his hand down the front
of her jeans so he could feel how wet she was. Because damn it, he knew she’d be wet. He could scent her
arousal every time she was near him, and it wasn’t like it was one-sided
either. His damn cock had zipper marks along the side of it since he was hard
all the freaking time around her.
Yet
neither of them had done anything about it. He figured it was because she just
didn’t like him. He wasn’t sure what he’d done to deserve her ire, but he was only in his thirties while she was
over a hundred fifty. Maybe she just didn’t like younger pups who were more
dominant than her. That made sense, considering she and her wolf held the
strength that most dominants would never attain. Only a few wolves were
stronger than her, he figured, and he was one of them. He couldn’t help it;
he’d been born this way. Add in the fact that he held the mantle and bonds of
being the Heir to a rival Pack since before he’d started kindergarten, and his
wolf held more power than most thought he could deal with.
Hell,
most days he wasn’t sure he could handle it either.
He’d
never made a move on Brynn, and she’d yet to make a move on him either. Despite
the fact that both of them clearly wanted each other, he didn’t think they’d
ever scratch that itch. She wasn’t his mate. His wolf would have felt the pull,
or at least pushed him closer if that had been the case. Instead, his wolf had
been oddly silent.
Maybe
oddly wasn’t the best word for that.
His wolf was usually silent. It took a lot of energy to keep in control, but
his wolf didn’t push him daily on things like going for a run or needing to
fight a battle. It was more of a subtle burn that ached inside him at all
times. He didn’t have the normal pushes like others said they felt.
He
figured it was because he wasn’t a normal wolf. Not anymore. Not since the
demon Caym had almost killed him as a child. The memory of broken bones and a
scream that would never come filled his mind and he held himself unnaturally
still, afraid if he were to move, he’d break again. He could still scent the
blood of his uncle Josh, who had almost died as well, his throat slit, his eyes
wide as he’d reached for Finn.
Finn
let out a breath. He didn’t need to think about that day, that pain. In fact,
he needed to get his mind off demons and Brynn altogether.
He
and Brynn would never get in bed and act out their baser urges because they
weren’t mates. And while he could sleep with other wolves, witches, and humans,
knowing he would never mate with them, he wasn’t sure he could do that with
Brynn. For one thing, it would probably fuck up the delicate alliance he had
with her, not to mention the one between their two Packs.
Plus,
he had a feeling that once he had Brynn, he wouldn’t be able to stop at just
one taste.
And
that would be bad for both of them when they met their real mates.
So
Finn would do his best to stay away from her and the temptation that came with
being in her presence. He could do that. Maybe.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Carrie Ann Ryan never thought she’d be a writer. Not really. No, she loved math and science and even went on to graduate school in chemistry. Yes, she read as a kid and devoured teen fiction and Harry Potter, but it wasn’t until someone handed her a romance book in her late teens that she realized that there was something out there just for her. When another author suggested she use the voices in her head for good and not evil, The Redwood Pack and all her other stories were born.
Carrie Ann is a bestselling author of over twenty novels and novellas and has so much more on her mind (and on her spreadsheets *grins*) that she isn’t planning on giving up her dream anytime soon.
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