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It's time for another #throwbackthursday as we get closer to the release of CHARMING THE ALPHAS!
Julian and Ember touched my heart the second their characters came walking into my life. Their story of second chances and betting the odds have had readers reach out and say they were inspired to go after what their hearts wanted just by reading Bewitching. That's powerful and I'll never forget those emails. Read on for a little snippet and don't forget the last story in the series hits the digital shelves next Tuesday!
“You can’t fight the lure of the charm, Julian.”
Pure fury lightened his already ethereal eyes. The glow was as beautiful as it was lethal, lethal to others, anyway. She knew, down to the deepest part of her soul, he would never hurt her. Never threaten her or raise a hand to strike her.
But there was a warning that hid beneath the surface of his bunched muscles and strained expression. If she pushed too hard, he might push back and what he’d demand as payment would be more than she could pay.
Obviously, he didn’t know her very well. Not anymore. He thought the shy, sweet Ember he fell for two years ago had returned.
Her inner vixen smiled. Oh, bad, bad move, wolfie. No. All illusions of innocence had vanished long ago. What stood in the middle of his living room was a woman damn determined to give as much truth as received for both their sakes, and she damn sure wasn’t shy on how to go about getting it. She was so over cowering from the higher powers and the bullshit rules of her world.
Her new motto: Fuck ‘em.
And if his people had anything to say about her charming a second-in-command alpha shifter to a powerful pack, then they knew where to find her. Until then, she planned to get her life back on track.
If Julian wanted to scare her, he’d have to work a helluva lot harder at containing the lusty vibes that rolled off him to stroke a sweet trail of lust along her libido.
He stepped in and slammed the door closed behind him. She felt the thud of wood hitting metal all the way to the soles of her feet. He was pissed.
“What the hell was that, Ember?” He scrubbed a hand over his face but it was too late. The second the charm left her palm, it absorbed into the skin and it was balls to the wall from here on out. Let the fun begin.
She mentally cracked her knuckles. Tingles ran along her skin and her mouth grew dry. Deep and dark, she steeled against the shiver that wanted to rack her body. His voice washed over her like a velvety caress.
She rolled her shoulder. The effects of the charm were starting to kick in, but she managed to skirt the full truth. For now.
Normally, she would have bought some time with an answer of Lust Dust or something equally horny-sounding to make him think she was here only to get into his pants.
Which currently rode low over his hips, as if he’d dressed in a hurry to get here. She raked her gaze over his bare chest, pebbled nipples from the cold before returning her attention to his face.
“Ride like the wind, did you? What’s the hurry, wolfie?”
Without breaking eye contact, Julian reached into the back of his jeans to produce his phone. With a flip of his thumb, a bright red dot flashed on the screen with an intruder warning in a bubble to the side.
“It is. Had it installed a week after you skipped.”
“Burn, baby. Why would you want to do that?” She mentally slapped a hand to her forehead. Truth charm, stupid. Don’t ask questions you don’t want answers to.
“To keep meddling little witches out of my house. For good this time.”
“Hmm. Might want to get your money back for that cuz I strolled right in. No bells or warnings of impending doom.”
“It worked just fine. I’m here, aren’t I?”
Wow. He sure as Hades had a way of making a girl feel two inches tall.
She cringed inwardly but held her ground.
Julian edged forward a step, his boots laced halfway. “Why are you here, Ember? Don’t you have some spell to work up or potion to mix?” Or a heart to break? She couldn’t hear the words, but he didn’t need to say them. The tight-lipped and brow pinched expression he wore like a second skin said it for him.
He brushed past her and headed toward the kitchen and all but skidded to a full stop when he spotted her mischief spread over his dining table.
“The spell work is done. Now to see the results.” Her voice low, calm and a complete contrast to the ire she could see tightening his shoulder blades.
“I can feel whatever you dosed me with. What have you done, babe?” He turned to face her, his expression tight with worry.
What was it about him that made her so hot she rivaled the sun? “Do all the other woman I’ve seen you parade around the Matchstick take the edge off, Julian?” She hadn’t planned to rip off the Band-Aid in one pull, but there you go. Deep down, she didn’t want to know his answer, but couldn’t stop the question from slipping out.
Warning bells went off in her head for all the wrong reasons. His jaw clenched and unclenched. Was he gritting his mouth closed to keep from answering?
Lips moving soft as butterfly wings, Ember chanted a line from her spell in a hushed whisper.
Bring to me truth this night
With open hearts and secrets revealed
“Tell me, Julian. No secrets, no lies. Not tonight. I just want the truth. Then I’ll be out of your hair for good, wolfie.” She forced out the lie. Her charm took a little longer to work on her. Perks of being the casting witch.
Muscles flexed, bunched. She took a step toward him and his eyes flashed in warning. A deep, guttural growl stopped her cold.
“You can’t fight the lure of the charm, Julian.”
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