Sometimes one-night encounters…
are more about love than instincts.
Sean wrote off his elder pack members’ warnings about the dangers of maturing.
Primal desires weren’t getting in his way. Mating and breeding had no place in his life. He was in charge of the Kagan pack’s financial success. Other males could settle down with a mate and make babies.
But she had the nerve to walk into his life and change his mind.
And… he never learned her name.
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- ISBN e-book = 978-1-953075-28-4
- ASIN e-book = B09ZP6FRFF
- Series = Royal-Kagan
- # in Series = 4 (novella length)
- Publisher = Cherokee House Publishing
- Author = Nancy Corrigan
- Genre = Paranormal Suspense Romance (Fiction)
- Mainstream Fiction (open-door) version of SEAN by Dana Archer
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The strength emanating from her mesmerized him. Part came from the fact that she housed an arctic wolf, one of the rarer varieties. The rest stemmed from her force of will. It burned strongly in her direct stare. She had dominant written all over her. Hell, she could’ve worn a button that said ALPHA FEMALE IN TRAINING.
Sean ran forward and grabbed the man’s forearm, squeezing hard enough to tear a squeak from him. The moment he released the female, Sean slammed him into the wall. “I don’t think the lady wants to leave with you.”
“That’s none of your business.”
Sean raised a brow. “Isn’t it?”
“No. It’s not.”
“Think again. She’s mine.” The second the words left his mouth, Sean regretted them. Too late. That was the problem with speaking while his emotions were running high. Shit got past his internal filter.
“What? Are you her boyfriend or something?”
Sean snorted. “Or something.”
A flash of white caught his attention. He turned and collided with her gaze. Sides heaving, she froze and watched him through her wolf’s eyes.
“Are you okay?”
Her steady stare answered him. In her animal form, she couldn’t speak to him, but she made no attempt to shake her head or nod either.
“Shift and tell me what happened.” He took a step toward her. “I can—”
Her shoulders slumped. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking.”
“Don’t apologize. It’s the full moon. Makes even the most levelheaded more prone to act on instinct.”
“That’s what I was trying to avoid by running away from you.”
“Me?” He pointed to himself. “What did I do to frighten you? Was it because I shoved that loser against the wall? If so, you should know I didn’t hurt him.”
“I believe you.”
He pushed to his feet. “Then what did I do?”
Sean made another loop around the Kagan Industries' office and cursed. Pacing wasn't helping. Nothing he'd tried since sundown had. He hurt, plain and simple. His skin itched, and his bones ached. The sensation of claws raking the inside of his chest made it worse, but it wasn't the pain gripping him that left him angry. It was the obstinate wolf he housed.
The separate entity he'd been born with had its own wants and goals. At the moment, they conflicted with Sean's plans for the evening. Since he was ultimately in charge, the animal would just have to suck it up.
His wolf's snarl echoed within him. No doubt it disagreed. Not his problem. His wolf wasn't the only stubborn one, and Sean refused to allow his primal side to rule him. He would not make the same mistake his friend Nic had.
Sean was too young to fall in love. Or in lust. Both could seal a shifter's fate.
Hands fisted, he strode for the window. As much as he wanted to ignore the full moon, he needed the strength it offered. He shoved the lace curtain aside and stepped into the swatch of moonlight. Warmth infused him, and his wolf calmed. Momentarily, at least. Still, he'd take the brief reprieve. He had a long night ahead of him.
He leaned against the window frame and surveyed the little slice of West Virginia that had served as the Kagan pack's home since the early seventeen hundreds. Stone paths wove through gardens and around the large, man-made pond. Beyond the still water, a fountain and a gazebo offered a place to sit and relax. Farther out, trees marked the separation of the humans' town and their territory.
Their communal land was beautiful. He loved every inch of it, but at the moment, he wanted to run as far and as fast as he could away from it.
"Greeting the full moon all alone again, huh?"
Noah's voice cut through the silence of the night.
Sean peered over his shoulder at his cousin. Protective instincts flared. "What are you doing here? Tanner males aren't allowed on Kagan pack lands."
"Worried about me?"
"Yes." As a member of their rival pack, Noah's presence could be constituted as a threat depending on who saw him. Sean knew better. Noah would give his life if it meant saving one of them. Sean would do the same for a member of Noah's pack.
Noah shut the door behind him. With his dark blond hair in a short ponytail and a white T-shirt stretched over his muscled chest, he garnered the attention of males and females alike. One glance into his deadened green eyes, however, and most people steered clear of him.
Guilt, anger, and loneliness gave him a don't-mess-with-me vibe that was hard to miss. Losing a female days after mating her would do that to any male. It gave Sean yet another reason to avoid their women.
"Technically, I'm not on your pack's lands. The Kagan office sits a few hundred feet inside the humans' town. As for why I'm here?" Noah leaned against the opposite side of the window. "Your alpha asked me to try to talk some sense into you."
About Sean's refusal to shift. Everyone in his pack had been on his ass about it. Their lectures had gotten old. "You're wasting your time. I'm fine. My wolf's fine. End of discussion."
"Is it?" Noah raised a brow. "You're not getting edgy? Irritable? Or feel like you're going to come out of your skin?"