The SnowFang Bride by Merry Ravenell
Release Date: October 11th 2016 by 9 Swords
Series: Snowfang #1
Genres: Adult, Paranormal
Centuries of political games killed most of the female werewolves. Now only a few survive, and the Elders work to change the old ways of thinking.
Winter, the only daughter of the SilverPaw Alpha, finally meets the soul Gaia has chosen for her: Sterling, the cold, demanding, and entirely-too-human Alpha of the tiny SnowFang pack.
Thrust into a world of human wealth for which she was never prepared, Winter must become Sterling's flawless wife and Luna from the moment she arrives. The city is full of threats, both werewolf and human, and Sterling's past is full of secrets best left undisturbed.
When they are betrayed by those closest to them, Winter and Sterling embark on a dangerous game of brinkmanship that will change their lives, and the future of the werewolves, forever.
His eyes were crying mirrors and the visions of years and seasons and the turning dome of the sky burned into my very bones.Another step, and the sensations snapped the last ties to my logical, human mind, as if a vortex surrounded his entire body and ensnared me within it. I drowned and spun in its clutches.
His hands closed over my arms, steadying me before I tumbled away with the clouds. Shocks of lightening snapped through me It was too intense. There was barely enough of me to encompass it all. It was too much! I threatened to crack under the weight of the storm. Words were impossible. Breathing was impossible.
Everything was impossible except existing long enough for the clouds to roll past.His lips pressed to mine. It was a relief akin to a humid day shattered by a cloudburst. Our lips met, his tongue slid against mine and seared my entire body with an exquisite, agonizing sensation that burned our souls, melting us as candles placed too close, the wax mingling and merging and reforming.
The spell released us once the wax had cooled.His strong hands still held my arms, and prevented me from falling, or escaping.The room came back into focus: my father, the carpet, the faint scent of coffee,the smell of my shampoo, my brother as lingering scent.
Over top of it all was Sterling.My breathing came fast and shallow, my heart raced.He was here.It had happened. I wasn't Unwanted. My father wasn't a hypocrite.
The future I had abandoned unfurled before me as a dark, endless hallway of hidden possibilities and secrets.