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Can an alpha wolf
catch a thief who bends the laws of physics?
Wolf shifter and
billionaire Arek Varg runs a security company specializing in bodyguards,
extraction teams, and hostage rescue. He’s also the alpha of all the Western
Packs and uses his ancient Odin medallion to connect with his packs’ magic and
lead his wolves as a cohesive unit. With war brewing between the four major
shifter coalitions, the last thing he needs is a mysterious woman stealing his
relic. He’ll use all of his resources to hunt her down.
And if he does,
will she tame him?
Former museum
curator Dr. Laney Marconi was the darling of the magical artifacts’ academic
world until she fell from grace due to a scandal based on false accusations.
She now reclaims stolen items for insurance companies, using her witch powers
that manipulate parallel dimensions. When a routine case turns into a disaster
of epic proportions, she needs to evade the sexy shifter she stole from long
enough to figure out who set her up.
The hunt is on.
But with Arek hot
on her heels, Laney is forced to decide if salvaging the few crumbs left of her
good reputation is worth teaming up with the alpha wolf whose ice-blue gaze
pierces her shields while he demands nothing less than her soul.
It seemed a sad
way to end her life, hanging from a hook in the ceiling while slowly turning in
a circle, which gave her an alternating view of a very sad lamp, a folding
chair, and a whip.
Laney tried to
pull herself up on the hook again. She'd thought at first that if she just
lifted her body a little bit, she could kind of jump and slip off the hook. But
it was no use. Her arms weren't strong enough. She'd also tried to scream for
help, but considering nobody came to her aid during the "conversation,"
she had no high hopes that she'd attract a rescuer. Besides, her broken voice
didn't carry very far anyway.
She sniffed a
little as a tear trailed down her cheek but then defiantly blinked to dry her
eyes. She didn't need to waste any more moisture when she was already so
dehydrated.
A small
scratching sound came from outside, and Laney held her breath to hear better.
It sounded like claws scraping against metal.
Please, please,
don't be rats. She whimpered and then forced herself to be quiet. Dying of
dehydration and starvation was definitely a much better way to leave this world
than to be eaten alive by rats.
Suddenly, the
door flew open with a bang, and Laney blinked against a bright spotlight aimed
at her eyes. It took her a little while to clear her vision, and when she did,
she kept blinking because what she saw didn't make sense. It had become night
during the hours she'd been swinging on the hook. She welcomed the cool breeze
wafting in from outside. Against the backdrop of the intense light from a
building opposite and illuminated rain-spattered asphalt stood two wolves the
size of small ponies. One was slate gray with a white blaze running from the
tip of its nose to the forehead. It watched her with cold ice-blue eyes. The
other's pelt was entirely silver, and its forest green gaze was equally chilly.
The grey wolf
stepped into the room. Laney shook her head wildly. She'd rather be eaten by
rats than torn apart by wild beasts. "No," she tried to scream, but
it came out a hoarse whisper from her cracked lips.
The air around
the wolf shimmered, and Arek Varg stood in its place. A very naked, very
muscular Arek Varg.
Laney blinked
again. Did fever dreams start when a person was close to the end?
"Dr.
Marconi, I presume?" Varg asked.
Laney nodded,
still staring, trying not to look lower than his face. She was in a lot of
pain. But this was a delicious fever dream, and she was a little curious as to
what her subconscious would create below Varg's waist.
ABOUT ASA MARIA
BRADLEY
Bestselling
Author Asa Maria Bradley grew up in Sweden surrounded by archaeology and
history steeped in Norse mythology, which inspired her sexy Viking Warriors and
Norse Billionaire Shifters paranormal romance series. She also writes urban
fantasy about empowered heroines who kick ass while saving the world.
Booklist attributes her writing with “nonstop action, satisfying romantic
encounters, and intriguing world building” and Entertainment Weekly says “when it comes to paranormal romance with
explosive action scenes, Bradley has that nailed.” Her work has received the
honors of a double nomination for the Romance Writers of America’s RITA
contest, a Reviewers’ Choice Award nomination, a Holt Medallion win, and a
Booksellers’ Best Award win.
Asa came to the
United States as a high school exchange student and quickly fell in love with
ranch dressing and crime TV dramas of all flavors, two addictions she
unfortunately still struggles with. She lives on a lake deep in the forest of
the Pacific Northwest with a British husband and a rescue dog of indeterminate
breed. Sadly, neither of them obeys any of her commands. To stay up to date on
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