Called to Mate by Lynn Tyler (P

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.Called to MateLynn TylerPublished 2012ISBN: 978-1-59578-993-8Published by Liquid Silver Books, imprint of Atlantic Bridge Publishing, 10509Sedgegrass Dr, Indianapolis, Indiana 46235.Copyright © Published 2012, Lynn Tyler.All rights reserved.No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrievalsystem, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, recording orotherwise, without the prior written permission of the author.Manufactured in the United States of AmericaLiquid Silver Bookshttp://LSbooks.comThis is a work of fiction.The characters, incidents and dialogues in this book are ofthe author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real.Any resemblance to actualevents or persons, living or dead, is completely coincidental.BlurbDeclan’s chance to be the alpha of his pack has finally come, but in order to takeover he needs to find a mate.Finding the gorgeous and fragile Quinn living in hisparents’ home, his body heats for no other.Quinn is a submissive male wolf who has spent most of his life abused by his formeralpha.But being mated to his new pack’s alpha provides him with a level of safety he’snever known before, and a whole new world of passion and lust.Just as their love begins to blossom, a wolf from Quinn’s past threatens thehappiness he’s found in Declan’s arms.DedicationTo all those who make it possible for me to write, thank you.Chapter 1Declan O’Halloran rolled down his window so the icy air flowed over his face.Heinhaled the wonderful pine scent of his hometown.God, it felt good to be home, but fuck,what a drive.He hated the hours cooped up in the rolling cage, hated the traffic, hated thefucking snow that had slowed the drive down to a snail’s pace.Crap, it was only the endof October.It looked as if they would be in for a hard winter.He drove up the long gravel road, stopping at the gate to key in the combination.Before it was fully open, two wolves came barreling through, growling and baring theirteeth.They stilled instantly and flopped onto their backs to expose their bellies, baringtheir throats in submission.“Hey, Adam, Cullen.I’m just gonna go up to the house andcrash.I’ll empty my Range Rover later.”Adam rose to all fours and nudged Cullen to his feet.Instead of taking off the twowolves stepped close and pressed against his legs.Declan ruffled his fingers through their fur, oddly touched that they were socomfortable showing him affection.He’d almost forgotten how much most wolvesneeded physical touch to convey their emotions.He’d also forgotten how much he’dmissed having the touchy-feely pack members around him.He’d obviously been gone fartoo long.“I missed you too, guys.”The wolves pulled back a little and head-butted him, clearly wanting to play.Heindulged in a quick wrestling match, but his exhaustion caught up with him withinminutes.“I’ll see you guys tomorrow.Get on with your rounds now.My dad will bepissed if he finds out you were kibitzing with me instead of protecting pack territory.”Adam rolled his eyes—quite an accomplishment while still in wolf form—and letout a soft huff.He nuzzled Declan one last time before issuing a sharp yip at Cullen.Thetwo wolves raced away, their paws crunching over the crusty surface of the snow.He watched until he couldn’t see them anymore.They’d been his two best friends foryears, but his absence had put a distance between them.Phone calls and e-mails couldonly do so much for a friendship.Frigid water had started to seep through his tennis shoes by the time he got back intohis SUV and drove up the long driveway again.He shivered, looking forward to gettinginto the house.A small thrill shot through him.He was home and about to become alpha, somethinghe’d always known and had been groomed for since birth.God, he’d waited for thismoment.Not that he wanted his father to die, but everything inside him wanted—demanded—to see to his pack’s needs and protection.The only reason he’d left in thefirst place was that two alpha personalities as strong as his and his dad’s made for a veryuncomfortable living arrangement.He eased the Range Rover between the BMW his mom was so proud of and hisdad’s pickup.The snow was even higher here, drifting off the rear field to pile around thecars.It looked as if the snowblower would have to be extracted from the shed and firedup by morning.Snow slipped into his shoes when his feet hit the ground, and he winced.Heprobably could have worn more appropriate footwear.But he hated driving in winterboots, and it certainly hadn’t been snowing in Toronto when he’d left.The house beckoned enticingly, the jack-o’-lantern still grinning at him from thefront porch.It was too bad he hadn’t arrived a few hours sooner.It was Halloween andthe pups would have been around in their costumes.His mom would have been loadingtheir bags up with all kinds of candy.He let himself into the house with the key he hadn’t used in years.A lamp had beenleft on for him, and he smiled.His mom always did things like that.Declan dropped his keys onto the small table next to the door and wandered throughthe foyer toward the kitchen, intent on grabbing a bite to eat.He rubbed his stomachwhen it growled loudly.He should have stopped at a fast-food joint on the way here, butthe snow had been flying and he’d just wanted to get to his pack’s territory.The kitchen still smelled of home, the air perfumed with cinnamon and fresh breadas well as an underlying note of meat.He grinned and rummaged through the fridge.Only a werewolf would appreciate the scent of meat lingering in the kitchen.He pulled out a platter of sandwiches and read the note attached to the plastic wrap.The fridge here was fully stocked, something he usually forgot to do.Large hunks of lamb were layered with slices of tomato, pieces of lettuce, andslathered with mayo, all held together between thick slices of fluffy white bread.Hesnagged a plate and put a couple of sandwiches onto it before returning the rest to wherehe’d found them.He probably shouldn’t get used to this, though.His parents would beleaving for the council soon and he would be back to fending for himself.At leastSmooth Rock Falls had a decent Chinese place.Or it did the last time he was here,anyway.Oh, man.There was a container of milk stashed in the back where his mom sworethe fridge was coldest.Score.He would bet anything it was fresh and tasty, unlike themilk he’d poured down his drain that morning.He poured a glass of creamy goodness,grabbed a couple of peanut butter cookies from the ever present jar on the counter, andcarried everything into the cozy front room.He nearly dropped the whole lot when he crossed the threshold.There, asleep on thefloor in front of the fireplace, was the most beautiful man he’d ever seen.The man’sexpression was troubled and he mumbled under his breath.Mr.Gorgeous threw his armout and whimpered, clearly terrified of whatever he was dreaming about.Declan’s heart squeezed [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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