Witch and Werewolf: The Fire, The Pursuit, The Reckoning (BBW Paranormal Shifter Romance) by Domini Sage

Author:Domini, Sage [Domini, Sage]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2014-01-02T00:00:00+00:00

WITCH AND WEREWOLF

The Reckoning

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One of the perks of being a werewolf was possessing superior senses, even when in human form. Deston could clearly hear the crash of the Atlantic Ocean which was over a mile away. As Alicia rested on his chest he felt the deep intake of her breath and heard the happy sighs which escaped her lips. His hand moved to the large swell of her abdomen and felt the stirring of the tiny occupant within. A surge of love and fierce protectiveness quickened his pulse.

Alicia craned her neck and smiled at him. She reached a hand to his face and traced the rough bristle along his jaw. “What are you thinking?” she asked.

He smiled back. “I was wondering about names again.”

“Mmmm, yes names.” Her long hair tickled his skin as she nuzzled his chest. Deston was grateful she was enjoying a moment of ease. The passage of six months and the two thousand miles of distance had done nothing to diminish her terror of the coven. She did not often voice her fears but Deston was well enough tuned to the moods of his mate to recognize her distress. On occasion her terrified voice would call out from the throes of a nightmare. Magda. He knew the witch’s name petrified her. It was the name of the wizened coven leader, Alicia’s former master and mentor.

And murderess.

Deston knew it had to have been at Magda’s direction to abandon the truce between the witches of Phoenix and the werewolves of the outer desert. It was her order to destroy his pack. Not a day went by he did not think of the lost wolves. He had never even known who had survived and who didn’t. But at each full moon he bayed a mournful song for them and hoped somewhere some of them were answering.

Deston had not sensed another wolf since arriving in this small village off the eastern tongue of coastal Massachusetts. A rare hurricane had traveled far north the year prior and construction work was plentiful as there was still much damage to be repaired. The foremen asked few questions; all they required were strong men who labored hard and complained little. He and Alicia rented a small bungalow at the edge of town. Neglect and salty air had warped the structure considerably, but Alicia loved the place.

The sunken floorboards of the narrow porch creaked as Deston shifted his weight. The sky was darkening and a full moon was rising, bringing the primeval urges of the wolf. Living so close to town meant suppressing the wolf. This close to the human populace it was a necessity.

Alicia sat up and looked at him. Her large dark eyes were solemn as she slowly unbuttoned her shirt. She had read his restlessness and would give him the only thing she had to offer. Deston felt himself growing instantly hard as she rolled the shirt from her shoulders. The bungalow faced an empty lot filled with overgrown weeds. The homes on either side had been abandoned by their summer residents a few weeks earlier.

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