Series: The Crown's Wolves #2
Publication date: October 17th, 2022
Published by: Entangled Publishing (Amara)
Synopsis:
They are the ultimate weapon. The ultimate secret. They are the Crown's wolves.
Lycan Ky Lanzo is bound by the Crown's command. His latest mission directive was deceptively simple. Get yourself caught. Now, Ky's been bound, drugged, and collared by an unknown enemy in a facility that knows enough about him to neutralize his lycan strength and his telekinetic magic. But he's not alone in his cell. Because there's someone else with him. Someone exquisite. Someone altogether forbidden...
For Vivi Kinley, another month gone by means another full moon trapped in a cell with a moon-crazed lycan. There once was a time I'd never kill a living creature. Only, Ky is different. He's powerful, latently sexy... and wanting him is dangerous trouble. Because sexual attraction is exactly what their captors want--and it'll be an icy day in hell before she'll allow it.
Now, Vivi and Ky have one chance at escape and to discover what twisted organization did this to them--and make them pay. The good news is that Ky might have found his near-impossible lycan mate. The bad news is that she might be programmed to kill them all...
The Crown's Wolves series is best enjoyed in order.
Reading Order:
Book #1 Bad Moon Rising
Book #2 Under a Wicked Moon
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Excerpt
Ky stilled, whisk in one hand above a bowl. They stared at each other in shocked silence. A strange look passed over him as if he'd been caught doing something worthy of guilt.
She was suddenly covered in a thin layer of simmering tension that felt like a chessboard with her awaiting Ky's opening move.
His hair was damp as if he recently bathed. And he'd shaved. The line of his jaw had become more pronounced with weight loss.
After a throat clear, she asked, "Mind if I come in?"
"Sure." He put down the whisk to gather supplies out of the refrigerator.
As she stood at the doorway, it dawned on her this was a bad idea. She was virtually naked beneath the blanket in panties only, and the object of her fantasies stood right there in a T-shirt that molded his shoulders. As he bent over at the refrigerator, his jeans outlined his tight ass to perfection.
"You can come in. I won't bite." Ky unloaded supplies onto the marble counter of the kitchen island. He tucked his hair behind an ear on each side.
When he turned, she lost herself in his eyes, not in a dreamy way but in the mystery of them--of what lay beneath the blue-green that hid his thoughts. She cleared the hoarseness from her throat, which broke the spell he cast over her. "Tea. I'm on the hunt for a decent cup of tea."
"I'll find it for you. Sit." He waved at the bar chairs tucked beneath the gray marble counter. "What kind of tea do you like?"
Chamomile or lavender would be great. Definitely no green tea."
He rummaged through a few cabinets, emerging with a teabag. "No clue what kind it is. Not labeled." He sniffed. "Smells herbal." After filling a kettle, he set it on the stove to boil.
"All tea smells herbal." She bit back a giggle. "It's fine. What are you cooking?"
He turned his back to her to stir a mixture on the stove. "Waffles."
Roughly, she mimed, "Waffles?"
"I remembered someone having a request. I'm cooking waffles that'll make you orgasm with one bite. My plan had been to deliver them to your room in the morning, but now that you're here..."
"Are you issuing a challenge? Orgasm with one bite?"
The left side of his mouth lifted the slightest bit. "It's a promise."
Her breathing hitched at the thought of anything involving an orgasm with him. "That's not a good idea."
"Waffles or orgasms?" He glanced over his shoulder, a dare in his eyes. "Are you afraid?"
"Maybe. No. I don't know."
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