During the full moon phase, I enjoy a good werewolf tale. My second full moon excerpt is from Claiming Moon, one of four tales in Moonlust (Box Set)
Sometimes Moonlust strikes where you least expect it. Even a true mate can need a little convincing.
Mating Moon: Leigh Kendale never wanted a tame wolf. Hudson Bast is anything but tame. Hudson lives on the edge, working a dangerous job that requires life and death decisions. Only true love can survive the forces that tear them apart.
Claiming Moon: Agent Jackson Graham been secretly in love with Grace for years, but this she-wolf is destined to mate with his cousin, York, but Grace has other plans. When Jackson and Grace’s paths cross again, he’s the buyer and she’s the contraband.
Moonlust: The moment Agent Ry Graham lays eyes on the Megan Andrews, he’s hit with Moonlust. She’s human and she’s in trouble. It’s his duty to turn her over to the local cops, but Ry can’t walk away.
Moonstruck: The moon is full, Pierce is sexy-as-sin and Agent Rilee Winter’s lycan blood is running high. She’s a cop. He’s a victim. She’s a werewolf. He’s human. It’s hot. He’s moonstruck. It’s complicated.
EXCERPT FROM CLAIMING MOON
The Claiming Moon rose, bright and full. Jackson lifted his head and howled, letting the other wolves know he was participating in the centuries-old tradition. Sniffing the air, he caught Grace’s scent and raced into the thick woods.
He caught sight of her, standing in the moonlight streaming through the leafy canopy of pines. She yipped, pawed the ground, and took off. Eager for the mating chase and his blood running high, Jackson thundered through the forest, dodging low branches and jumping over fallen logs.
Her scent in the air, he followed a familiar path that led to a meadow of sweet grass, the very place where they’d made love a decade ago. But tonight she was in wolfen form, waiting for him to claim her as his alpha mate.
Bathed in moonlight, her fur gleamed. She was so beautiful she stole his breath. His heart pounded in anticipation. Tonight, beneath the Claiming Moon, they’d bond for life. Their mating was finally sanctioned by the elders and accepted by most of the pack.
Jackson growled, circling her.
Grace growled back, and danced away from him. Then she’d come closer, teasing him, tempting him, and twitching her tail. He’d rush her. She’d evade. Then she’d lure him back in a ritual performed for centuries.
Jackson pounced. She rolled and landed on all fours. He mounted her, claiming her as his mate.