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I’m often asked which genre is my favorite to write and paranormal is at the top of my list. Like many of you, I love werewolves. The shifter genre has come a long way since the 1941 classic film, The Wolfman. My werewolves aren’t cursed figures that transform and stalk innocent villagers while the moon is full. My werewolves are productive citizens like cops, soldiers, reporters and pack leaders. They live in a world ruled by pack law as well as human law.
I hope you enjoy another excerpt from Lycaon Moon.
Lunar Eclispe Box Set includes Lycaon Moon, Lunar Eclipse and Mark of the Moon.
Lycaon Moon: Veda has left the pack, rejecting its edicts, its laws and the lycan rituals. The last thing she wants in her life is an alpha wolf and since leaving the pack, she’s refused to run beneath the Lycaon Moon. Kane’s been gone for three years, but he’s back and determined to mate with Veda.
Lunar Eclipse: The pack elders order Violet Winter to choose a mate by the conclusion of the lunar eclipse. Violet wants to mate for love and in defiance of their edict seduces an unacceptable half-breed. Canon Ross is establishing his place in his mother’s pack until he’s seduced by a she-wolf, but the flames ignited aren’t easily extinguished and Canon refuses to be dismissed.
Mark of the Moon: The mark of the moon prophecy ordains that Ivy Ward must mate with the werewolf bearing a birthmark similar to the one she bears, a crescent shaped moon. Lodan Hunt bears the Mark, but there is far more to this prophecy than a preordained mate.
EXCERPT 2 from Lycaon Moon
The brunt of the fast moving storm had passed through. The moon was obscured, the wind light and the rain gentle. Kane recalled Veda liked to run in the rain. At least she used to like it.
Kane parked his truck and gazed up at the square four-story building.
Why Veda chose to live in the industrial section of the city without grass or trees eluded him. Except for a couple of lighted windows on the top floor, the old building appeared abandoned. At this hour the street was deserted, but a few blocks away traffic rumbled and a siren wailed.
Kane climbed out of the pickup, locked it, and walked to the street-level door. He pressed the buzzer and wondered if Veda was alone and if she’d invite him upstairs. He pressed the buzzer again.
“State your business.” Her voice had a matter-of-fact tone. “It’s Kane.”
“What the fuck do you want?” Disinterest changed to anger. “Buzz me in.”
“I don’t feel like company.”
“Don’t make me stand in the rain.”
“Veda, talk to me.”
His heart leaped when she didn’t fire back at him.
“Go away, Kane.”
The disinterest and anger faded into a soft plea, but Kane wasn’t about to give up. He’d stand here all night if necessary. “Not this time. I’m not leaving until it’s finished between us.”