All Chapters of Dire Wolf Mates: Alpha Wolf Shifter Fated Mates Romance: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Brock gave his beautiful little hellcat a reassuring kiss, then tilted his head back and loosed a howl that each member of his Pack in the vicinity was sure to hear. Thor was almost finished with preparations for the marking ritual, and he needed Derrick with him.“You see, love,” Brock explained. “Thor is what we Dire Wolves call favored by the gods. He will see our path and engrave it on my skin.”He’d caught Ariella eying him curiously as Brock unbuttoned the thick flannel shirt he’d been wearing. He pulled that off, and the tank top he had on underneath next. Tugging it up and over his head from the back.He’d been thinking about this moment ever since he’d met Ariella. It was an honor he had never expected to experience and the fact that she accepted and welcomed him into her life, body, heart, and soul, made him the luckiest fucker on the planet.“yeah, what he means is Thor’s a bit touched,” explained Phoenix with a wicked wink. The big man came in and untied his apron, toss

Blurb:Summer fun meets eternal love in this sass kickin' fated mates romance!Phoenix Tala is taking a break from his new home on the border of Blue Valley where his Pack and MC have recently settled down.With his Dire Wolf feeling out of sorts, he takes a road trip to clear his beast’s mind. But the Fates have more in store for him than an easy ride.Tracey Donner is tired of her upper-crust parents' disapproval. After a shopping trip gets nasty, she takes off for the one place she felt happy as a child. Maccon City, New Jersey. She is ready for some serious changes in her life. But until then, a girl could have a little fun, couldn’t she?Of course, she never expected to run into that fun face first.Literally.A spontaneous moonlight skinny dip turns into something else when she swims into a midnight bather with more muscles than she knew was possible for one man to have.Willing to dive into a vacation

Of course, Tracey could always count on her mother to pick at scabs. She heaved a sigh as her mother’s pinched face grew even tighter.“Well, you say tomato,” her mother hissed, wincing as she used a shoehorn to squeeze into a tight pair of Manolo Blahnik mules.“What does that even mean, Mother?”“Dieting was never your strength, but you can turn that around with some work, Tracey. Then maybe you can catch a husband.”“Gosh, you make a man sound like a disease,” Tracey whispered her reply.“Your father is trying to persuade the governor to give the proposed expansion of the highway to his friend with that development company. What is his name? Oh, yes, Jeb Collins. He has a son named Trevor. If your father succeeds, there will be plenty of mingling with their family.”“So what, Mother?”“So, he might make a match for you. And you can do your part by losing a few pounds. You know, bathing suit season is here—Gertie! You’re here!”Her mother greeted her rail thin best friend wit

What do you mean, you’re full? You can’t be,” Tracey moaned.She tried frowning hard at the young man behind the desk, but the guy looked like he honestly regretted telling her the news.“I am very sorry, miss. But we are all booked.”Tracey closed her eyes and tried one of those deep breathing exercises she’d learned from the childhood psychologist her mother insisted she see.Crap, she was bad at this. She exhaled quickly, almost passing out from lack of oxygen.“Um, are you okay? What are you trying to do?”“What? Yeah. Um, can you check again? I just need a minute,” she mumbled, shaking her hands and pacing the small office.“Of course,” the young man replied with a sympathetic nod.Crap. Oh damn. Ass. Shit. Fuck.Ugh.Tracey sucked at cursing, and at running away, too, apparently. What the heck was she doing here, anyway?Doubts filled her mind as she stood in the small lobby of the Oasis Beachside Resort. It was newly renovated, charming really. She liked it better tha

Phoenix growled deep in his throat. Tracey slipped past him, and a burst of her natural fragrance invaded his nostrils. Her scent was heavenly. Like freshly laundered cotton and blossoming fields of daisies.Natural. Unique. Untainted.He sucked in air greedily, but she was already gone. Whatever of her scent that lingered nearby, it wasn’t enough. The beast went into hunter mode, and Phoenix took the stairs two at a time. Where had she gone? How long had he stood there, immobile, and frozen in place?Fuck.Summer afternoons were notoriously long on the East Coast. The sun was still shining brightly in the sky, but the beach was nearly empty. Afternoon crowds were headed to the pier for more of the local festivities, carnival rides, and boardwalk snacks.Phoenix scanned the horizon. Cars drove past, playing loud music with eardrum breaking bass making his Wolf snarl. Families and couples milled about, searching for food and fun. A flock of seagulls called and dipped down from the