DESERT
WOLF by Heather Long
Outlaw Wolves & Defiant Hearts!
Sometimes pitiless and cruel, Sutter Butte Alpha Cassius Lucera
lives in an ugly world where pack means blood, fights, and hate. To change his
pack, he will have to change himself and only one person alive can help
him—another pack’s Omega. DESERT WOLF by Heather Long is a story of redemption
and fate that shows us how strong the attraction can be when opposites attract.
If you enjoyed Motorcycle Man by Kristen Ashley, you’ll get thirsty for Desert
Wolf.
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of shifters. Salvatore is old world a bit stodgy and Margo is very much new
world and on top of that a lone wolf and Enforcer. How is it possible that
these two could be mates? In author Heather Long's vivid and fun imagination
it's very easy." -- Fresh Fiction
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is hold on for the ride and enjoy the fireworks." -- Fresh Fiction
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then you have to pick up UNTAMED WOLF by Heather Long”. -- Annetta Sweetko, Fresh
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About DESERT WOLF:
Title: Desert Wolf
Author: Heather Long
Series: Wolves of Willow
Bend #8
Genre: Paranormal/Shifter
Romance
Release Date: November 24th,
2015
Publisher: Self-Published
Print Length: 90K
Format: Paperback and
Digital
Print ISBN: 978-1-517315-795
Digital ISBN: 978-1-310000-867
Cassius, Alpha of Sutter Butte, leads the most ruthless and dangerous pack in the United States. A pack comprised of misfits who didn’t fit in their previous packs, cast offs discarded by their packs and forgotten wolves who rose to create a pack more than a century before in utter defiance of the order of the day. Sometimes pitiless and cruel, he wants more for his people than a yearly bloodbath as they fight for a new place, a better spot in the pecking order. To change his pack, means to change himself and he will find rebellion on all sides, not the least of which is his own defiant heart.
Sovvan Stark, Omega of Delta Crescent, lives a cherished, beloved life in the center of her pack, a delicate and hard won balance. Though she is not the only Omega, she is the most experienced with the tremors of pack upset when power shifts from Alpha to Alpha. When her Alpha approaches her about Sutter Butte’s request, Sovvan considers the matter for several long months. While she might hold within her the key to helping the Sutter Butte Alpha, the undertaking could very well kill her.
Accompanied by a single Hound, Sovvan begins a journey to help Cassius rebuild the foundation of his pack, but first she will have to transform him…
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from DESERT WOLF
Heat rolled in waves from the blacktop
of the old highway. Around him, the desert sprawled in its painted glory,
seemingly melting into the horizon where it kissed the sky. The colors streaked
past him as he accelerated, blowing past the old trading posts and bypassing
the interstate with its smoother surface and promise of civilization in the
distance. If one sought to journey through the decades, the old highway east of
Holbrook was the place to start.
Sweat slicked his back beneath the
leather jacket and the motorcycle vibrated between his thighs. Clocking over a
hundred, he barely noticed the machine’s growl echoing his wolf’s. Cassius
Lucera del Alba, Alpha of Sutter Butte squinted to catch sight of the town he
sought ahead.
Though town was a generous description
for the collection of ramshackle structures—of which a filling station with a
decrepit market attached and a lone bar were clearly detailed. Time hadn’t
forgotten the town, it had left it in the dust by doing a hundred and sixty and
never looked back. If the location had a name, no map detailed it, not even
Google. The poor bastards didn’t even have a ghost to call their own.
Though they might when he finished.
He didn’t slow until he reached the main
drag, all eighty-five feet of it and parked his bike in front of the bar. A
handful of vehicles were scattered amongst the cracked pavement and gravel.
Three he recognized, two he didn’t. Like the bar, the cars were in sad shape
and far more popular in earlier decades. Killing the engine, he dropped the
kickstand and slid off his baby. Road dust coated her paint and chrome. With a
stroke of his gloved hand over the seat, he promised her a bath later.
Leaving the bike, he strode toward the
building. No one moved outside, but one wolf stood inside the filling station.
He was a smart wolf, he’d spotted Cassius, yet didn’t reach for a phone or make
any move other than retrieving his newspaper and flipping it open.
Inside, the cool air rushed over his
sweaty face like a sweet kiss. The scents of stale beer, body odor, remnants of
the blood spilled throughout the years, and fear stained the experience. The
population of the bar—easily a dozen wolves though Cassius scented at least
four more in the back—glanced up from their places scattered around the room.
Three played pool, four others huddled around a card game while the rest sat in
various spots including two at the bar drinking. A couple in the corner paused
with her hand down his pants. The bartender—a tall, broad wolf with a balding
pate and a world-weary expression raised his eyebrows in silent inquiry.
“Beer. Cold.” Cassius said, and the
bartender nodded. A moment later, he set a tall bottle of Corona on the
weathered bar top. The sides frosted and a hint of vapor escaped the top.
Condensation formed almost immediately on the sides, slicking along the glass
in rivulets.
Stripping off his fingerless gloves
first. Cassius set them on the bar. Next, he peeled off his jacket. The old
leather moulded him perfectly after the many years he spent wearing it. Only
after setting it on the bar next to his gloves did he peel off three one
hundred dollar bills and lay them next to the bottle. The bartender didn’t say
a word as he took the bills, tucked them into his pocket then locked his
register and exited through the double doors behind the bar.
Leaning against the aged wood, Cassius
swept the room with his gaze. “If any of you are still sitting on your asses,
disobeying the direct orders I sent out when I finish this beer, I’ll kill
you.” He didn’t raise his voice. Shouting accomplished nothing. Yelling
indicated the battle was lost before it began.
Chair legs scraping across the floor
splintered the silence. The couple in the corner disengaged. The she-wolf
grabbed her purse as she stood. Boots striking the floor punctuated her exodus.
No sooner did the door slam shut behind her than the four wolves playing cards
toss them down, abandoning their game. The men muttered, but they divvied the
pot, then bowed their heads to him one at a time before hurrying out.
Tipping the bottle up, he took a long
pull of the cold drink. It soothed his parched throat. One of the pool players
threw down his stick. One of the wolves tried to stop him with a hand on his
arm, but he shook it off. Then like the other wolves before him, he hurried out
the door.
From nearly twenty to only ten—behind
feet stomped on the stairs followed by another door slamming. Make that eight.
One of the upstairs wolves strode into the bar, and stood in the center of it.
Surprise filled his scent at the emptiness in the room. The others waited,
their attention divided between Cassius and Finch.
Stupid fucking name for a
wolf. Another long pull from his beer, and Cassius was three quarters
finished. One by one he met the gazes of the wolves around the room. The
smarter ones lowered their eyes immediately, the dumbasses fought to hold his
gaze—even Finch.
Focusing on him last, Cassius studied
him. Fresh beads of sweat began to trickle along Finch’s cheeks. The wolf
swore, then stomped out and slammed the door with enough force, one of the
hinges cracked.
Then there were seven.
WOLF AT LAW
WOLF BITE
CAGED WOLF
WOLF CLAIM
WOLF NEXT
DOOR
ROGUE WOLF
BAYOU WOLF
UNTAMED WOLF
WOLF WITH
BENEFITS
RIVER WOLF
SINGLE
WICKED WOLF
About Heather Long:
National bestselling author, Heather Long, likes long walks in the park, science fiction, superheroes, Marines, and men who aren’t douche bags. Her books are filled with heroes and heroines tangled in romance as hot as Texas summertime. From paranormal historical westerns to contemporary military romance, Heather might switch genres, but one thing is true in all of her stories—her characters drive the books. When she’s not wrangling her menagerie of animals, she devotes her time to family and friends she considers family. She believes if you like your heroes so real you could lick the grit off their chest, and your heroines so likable, you’re sure you’ve been friends with women just like them, you’ll enjoy her worlds as much as she does.
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