This series of Alpha wolf-shifters gets more and more entertaining, and complicated.
Meet Damian
Damian’s
frequent verbal altercations with his Alpha father rocked the boat in their
household, and were beginning to trickle out to the pack. His overpowering desire
to be in control pushed his father to his tolerance limit. In an effort to
avoid a physical battle with his only son, or be sent to an early grave, his
father told Damian it was time to venture out on his own, find his soul-mate,
and start a new pack where he’d be Alpha.
Excerpt from Chapter 1
Damian
thumbed through his little black book of numbers. Most of the women lived
within a two-hour drive from the Pack. Most had been one night stands who left
their numbers in hopes of getting a call. He only saw the same woman twice one
time.
Lisa … no.
Kaylee … no.
Jessica … eh, maybe.
Callie … fuck no!
Damian recalled in a moment of weakness, and horniness, he’d
called Callie to see her a second time. They had a great first night and the
sex was phenomenal. She drove to his home in record-breaking speed. When the
door opened, she was standing naked in front of his Alpha father, Thor, also
known as Mr. Stick-up-his-butt, with a dozen roses in her hand. Needless to
say, his father wasn’t pleased. Callie on the other hand pretended like it was
no big deal and told him she was there to see Damian. His father called his son
and when Damian saw Callie standing there, he was thoroughly embarrassed. He
demanded she leave and never come back.
“Stop wasting your time looking through the pages of that
memorial book. Come to the bar with us. You know there are new women there
every week,” Jordan, Damian’s second in charge Beta said.
With the flick of his wrist, Damian sent the
loved-them-and-left-them collection through the air a few feet, landing on his
desk.
“They may be new, but it’s the same thing. I want to find someone
who’s more than the same ol’ same ol’. I want to find,” Damian said. He growled
when he was interrupted.
“What’s it matter? You’re only going to be with them for one
night anyway. And most single women who have their feelers out are only looking
for that one night. They aren’t husband hunting,” Maverick, Damian’s first in
charge Beta replied.
“I never said I wanted a wifey, you ass. I just want
something different.”
“Like what? What would be different for you?” Maverick
asked.
“I don’t fucking know. I guess I’ll know it when it
happens.”
“Well, you won’t find anything different here in this house,
so let’s go out and see what or who we can get ourselves into, literally,”
Jordan said.
