Wolf’s Soul

Wolf's Soul

A Midnight Howl Novel

by Tierney O'Malley

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Release: June 2012

Editor: Julie Lynn Hayes

Line Editor: Valerie Haley

Cover Designer: Winterheart Designs

Words: 69733

Pages: 205

ISBN: 978-1-77127-061-8

Price: $5.95

Back Cover:

Ruthless, charismatic, and dangerously handsome shape-shifter, Callum Dyrdek abides by his clan's code - avoid humans, but protect them from their archenemy, the Blood Robbers. But when he meets Marisol, he’s breaking all the rules. This passionate, kick-ass woman possesses the powerful, ancient sword that belonged to the leader who ruled his clan many centuries ago. He knows he shouldn’t, yet he can’t help claiming her as his. Now the enemy demands he give up the woman and the sword or they will attack the humans. Will he end up with the woman he loves—or will he lose his soul?

Expert swordswoman, Marisol Saint James killed one shapeshifter—now she's on the run with another named Callum who wants her sword and has taken her virginity. Until she finds the truth about herself, she must trust him. An evil clan is after them, one whose leader believes that Callum is responsible for the death of his sister. Both clans are determined to possess the sword.

When Callum puts his fifth and last life on the line in exchange for her safety, Marisol knows she has to intervene. Callum wants her sword, but she gives him her heart—whole-souled.

Excerpt:

The look Callum gave her was enough for any woman to faint. He looked deadly, menacing, and angry. However, she wasn’t just another woman, was she? She had guts, and she was capable of killing bad shape-shifters.

Callum got off his bike. She stood and waited until he was toe to toe with her. She had to tip her head up a bit to see his eyes.

“Baby, you are seriously pissing me off.”

“It seems I always piss you off. I’m not afraid of you, or of your guns strapped on your...What kind of guns are those?” She pointed at his thighs.

“Beretta 92Fs.”

“And the two on your back?”

“Brügger & Thomet MP-9 9x19mm.”

“And you have a sword, too? Good God! You’re a walking arsenal.”

“Mari, you shouldn’t be afraid of me.” He bent down to pick up the sword and sheathed it in the scabbard.

To Marisol’s surprise, he helped her strap it on her back again. When he was done, his large hand took her face and caressed it gently. “I’d never hurt you, but Atos would.”

“I’m not afraid of him, either.”

“You should. Fear is not a sign of cowardice or weakness. When you feel threatened…afraid of losing your life or someone special…that’s when courage, energy, and the will to live surfaces. Fear is good sometimes. It was fear that made me push my bike to the limit, to find you and bring you back to my cabin.”

“You can’t keep everyone safe, Callum. Do whatever it is you think you should to keep me safe, but stay away from me. I won’t be responsible if you become a Cancer.”

“I already told you, I don’t care if—”

“Yes, you do. I watched you talk to your brothers. They love you, Callum. And with me, you’ll be facing far more danger.”

“If they love me, they’ll have to accept you. I can have both you and my family.”

“I didn’t give you leave to have me.”

“Yes, you did. We mated. You’re mine.”

“We had sex. It was great, but that’s it. Let’s face it. You’re here because of my sword. I’m giving it to you freely. Take it.”

“I don’t want your sword. I want you. And we didn’t have sex. We made love, baby.”

“Whatever. Leave me alone, Callum.”

“Can’t.”

“Why?”

“Who knows? You talk to yourself, you can’t carry on a conversation without getting distracted, you don’t finish your sentences, you’re a brat, you punch people when you wake up, you can’t cook, you tried to feed me raw meat, and you hog the blankets. I’m beginning to think that my brothers are right.”

“About what?”

“The way I feel about you,” he said the words forcefully, but amusement showed in his eyes.

He was laughing at her. “Well, you made your feelings obvious to him, to all of them, didn’t you? I’m such a goof to like a shape-shifter.” She meant to keep the last remark to herself, but the words flew out of her mouth.

“You’re not a goof.”

“Whatever.”

Callum lifted her chin and licked her lips. “Open your mouth.” He put pressure on her lower lip until she was forced to open for him. His tongue swept inside.

His kiss melted Marisol’s anger. She wrapped her arms around his neck and returned his kisses with fervor.

* * * *

“Marisol,” he whispered in her mouth. “I don’t know what it is you do to me. All I know is—”

The air suddenly turned stale. Snarling sounds he knew too well surrounded them.

“Fuck.”

“The Blood Robbers are here?”

“Worse, love. Cancers are here.”

“What in the world are they?”

“Soulless shape-shifters.”

“What?”

“Not now.” He drew the Beretta that was strapped on his thigh. Converted to fully automatic pistols, his handguns could create damage on one of these Cancers. But there were so many closing in on them. Fuckin’ eh. How could he be so stupid to lower his guard?

The tallest, ugliest, and scariest wolf, eyes the color of white marble, came toward them. Its movements were calculated, looking for an opening to attack, to break their necks. He felt Marisol’s back touch his.

“Callum, they’re multiplying. We’re surrounded.”

“Baby, do you know how to use a gun?”

“Better than Dad.”

“Good. Take both Brüggers.”

“Oh yeah, baby.”

Despite the situation they were in, Callum smiled. Later, he’d show her how much he appreciated her courage. If they survived.

“Now what?”

“We fly. I drive, you fire. Aim for their heads. Got that?”

“Clearly.”

Through his peripheral view, Callum saw movement from his left and right. With the speed he was known for, he drew the other Beretta, spread his arms and fired repeatedly. “Two down. Fucking more to go.”

That was all the Cancers were waiting for—they attacked. He heard the sound of his Brügger. Oh, yeah. “Let’s go!” With the number of Cancers coming toward them, he didn’t have to aim. He kept shooting until he was on his bike.

Marisol was right behind him, firing like a pro. Damn beasts kept appearing left and right. They must get out of the woods. Ugly sons of Satan wouldn’t follow them out into the open road. As dumb as they were, they knew better than to expose themselves to humans. Once the mortals learned about their existence, hunting would be more difficult. As it was, they’d have to pass the Midnight Howl to feed.

One hand on the handlebar, he shot a wolf in midair.

“They keep coming, Callum!”

“Keep firing. That’ll slow them down. Shoot the one closer to us. Don’t let them come near you.”

“Got it!”

His motorcycle kicked dirt. Roots and branches made it difficult to go as fast as he wanted to. He used his foot to keep their balance. Marisol kept firing steadily. Good girl.

“We’re almost out of the woods.”

As soon as they got closer to the main road, the Cancers gave up on the chase. Fucking bastards never came to his property before, and they never come out until the sun went down. They never wandered in this part of the woods. Why would they come here? Callum gritted his teeth.

He felt Marisol’s head lean against the back of his neck. Good God, it was a good thing he’d made it to her in time.

Gearing to full speed, they took the black asphalt road in a blur. He wouldn’t take her back to the Honey Moon Cabin. Fucking Blood Robbers or Cancers would expect them to return there. Seattle’s Best Den was too far of a drive. There was only one safe place where he could take Marisol quickly.

Turtle Bluff Den.

About the Author:

Tierney O'Malley always enjoyed writing stories—first on her school books, journals, and then to her first personal computer. Addicted to romance books, she dreamed of one day publishing her stories and sharing it to a wider audience. Cobblestone Press, eXtasy Books, and MuseItUp Publishing has made her dream come true. She is the bestselling author of steamy Knight Brothers and Wicked Night Before Christmas.  Visit her website to find out more about her recent romance books.

Tierney loves to hear from readers. Email her at tierneyomalley@frontier.com or visit her cyber home at http://tierneyomalley.com

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