Title : The Golden Pack Alphas
Author : Laurel Cremant
Genre : Paranormal , Romance
Were hybrid, Georgia Walker, has spent months avoiding Marcus, the wolf shifter otherwise known as the pain-in-her-ass. The brooding and stalkerish enforcer makes her lips curl in a snarl, but her skin tighten with need—a combination of reactions that has Georgia tense and less than her usual, affable self. She’s spent her entire life struggling to fit in with her pack. She doesn’t need Marcus around tempting her to flex her control and limits.
Marcus Legrand loves a good chase, and Georgia stirs more than his love of a good hunt. Despite how well Georgia tries to hide behind her snarky sarcasm, he sees more than he knows she’s comfortable with. Her scowls can’t hide the flare of heat that sparks between them each time they meet. He’s tired of Georgia running from him at every turn, but the too-smart-for-her-own-good she-wolf excels at pushing his buttons.
When Georgia's father, current alpha to the Golden Pack announces his successor, it tilts Georgia's world on its axis. With unknown forces endangering the pack, Marcus and Georgia are forced to put aside their differences and work together, even as fate and attraction pulls them closer together.
When
the door opened, Marcus was prepared to deal with an angry Georgia.
Despite his calm departure the night before, he’d be a fool not to
expect some form of retribution.
Instead,
she stood there with a slight smile on her face. She wore another
flirty dress, this one a fraction more decent than the one she’d
worn the night before. Hugging her body, the soft green-blue fabric
embraced her plump, round breasts before flowing down her hips and
resting in a mocking swirl mid-thigh. He didn’t know if he should
thank the designer or have them shot.
Her
long dark hair hung thick around her shoulders, the cool Caribbean
breeze drifting through the door blowing soft wisps around her smooth
cheeks.
Small
circles of fatigue seemed smudged beneath her almond-eyes, but they
still sparkled back at him with determination. He liked that about
her—the unwavering ability to fight to the end. It called to his
wolf as much as it challenged him.
He
wasn’t alone in that. For a year, he’d watched the men, and some
women, peruse her with nothing but lust in their eyes. Despite some
in her pack being wary of her powers, there remained plenty who
wouldn’t hesitate to claim her as their own. Her take-no-prisoners
attitude proved almost as alluring as the gorgeous body it came
packaged in.
He
wondered how she lived her entire life without realizing how
breath-taking she was.
As he
inhaled deeply, his body tightened at her scent. Her heat cycle made
the attraction even more intense. The air had grown heavy with her
pheromones, saturating his senses in her essence.
It
had taken all of his will last night to walk away from her. But he’d
spent years honing his patience and had no intention of letting
Georgia dismiss their attraction as just a response to her heat
cycle.
“You’re
underdressed for snow,” he said, frowning.
She
laughed up at him.
“Good
morning to you, too. I have a coat in my bag. I’ll worry about the
weather when we land,” she said, her husky voice washing over him
in a trickling swift wave of heat down his cock.
Narrowing
his gaze on her overly sweet smile, he wasn’t fooled. She was up to
something.
“Good
morning. I have a car waiting to take us to the airstrip.”
Her
smile wavered and she raised a brow at him. “I was hoping to have
breakfast here before we left.”
“We
can eat on the plane. The schedule is too tight. Darius makes his
announcement tonight, and we’ll need to stop off in New York to
refuel.”
The
plump curve of her lips formed a perfect pout, before she flicked her
hair off her shoulders and stepped over the threshold.
“Fine.
My bags are on the bed,” she said as she brushed passed him.
He
bit back a groan when she lingered a moment, her breasts teasing
against the thin material of his shirt.
Someone
wants to play.
She
leaned in close, tilting her head up to meet his gaze. “I’m not
going to forget about last night, you know.”
Her
eyes glittered with maniacal glee in the sunlight.
“I
should hope not.”
He
turned slightly, placing a hand at the base of her back, bringing her
tight against the erection that never ceased to be present around
her. Despite the clear arousal he saw in her gaze and felt in the
softening of her body against his, her lips quirked into a smile that
sent a shiver of both dread and anticipation down his spine.
“Good,
I believe in forewarning. And unlike you, I also believe in fair
play,” she said as she pulled away from his grip and continued down
the walkway. “I’ll go check out. Meet you in the lobby.”
He
stared after her, watching her hips sway in a tantalizing rhythm down
the walkway.
The
woman was going to be the death of him, and damn if he wasn’t
primed in anticipation.
Shaking
his head to clear his thoughts, he entered the room and bit back a
groan. The space was heavy with the scent of her and reminded him
that they had a twelve-hour flight where he’d be in a sealed jet
with her.
He
smiled at the thought.
The
confinement may test his control, but had the makings of breaking
Georgia’s first, the opportunity to grow closer to her a bonus to a
situation he considered less than ideal.
Whatever
was forcing Darius’ decision must be serious. Before leaving his
room to approach Georgia last night, he’d received a phone call
from the Council. They were sending in Sergei to witness the Alpha
announcement.
He
didn’t surprise easily, but that bit of news had done the trick.
Sergei
was an enforcer like himself, yet his skills ran in a different
direction. The stoic Russian was a hybrid just like Georgia. However,
his birth was due to the union between two different types of
shifter—a werewolf and bear shifter. Instead of dealing with the
dual nature of his human and wolf sides, he had the added
complication of a temperamental bear. Whereas Marcus excelled at
tracking, Sergei specialized in total destruction.
His
triple nature made it easy for Sergei to slip into a berserk mode
that proved awesome and terrifying to witness. If The Council had
decided to send him in, there was indeed more to the situation than
Darius was telling him.
Lifting
Georgia’s bags from the bed, he turned to leave.
Whatever
the situation brewing, he knew one thing for certain—he had no
intention of letting anything happen to Georgia or her pack.
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Laurel is a
romance author, who like most writers loves to read. Her first love
(pun intended) has always been romance. From the sappy YA romance
novel to the more risqué erotica novels, Laurel is a sucker for a
good love story.
After
spending years working in science and data analytics, in 2011 Laurel
decided to finally put her love of romance and the written word to
good use. With a love for romantic tension and snarky heroines, she
penned her first romance novel and hasn’t looked back.
Laurel
writes paranormal and contemporary romance and is a self-proclaimed,
out of the closet nerd. She admits that she can't seem to avoid
adding a bit of "nerdology" or "geek-dom" to all
of her books. Living in Miami, she also admits that she can't seem to
avoid giving her heroines gorgeous shoes, "In Miami, we
worship everything strappy, open toed and just plain hot!"
Instagram:
@laurelcremant
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