SCENT OF A MATE
BY
MILLY TAIDEN
Blurb
Mission: Scent a Mate
Jordan Alvarez knew that a promise to
her best friend involved staking out the local wolf pack's scenting ceremony
and recording the graphic details, but she was the writer and the only one with
the balls to finish the task. No one would know that four human women had sneaked
proof of their rituals, or at least, that was the plan until Aric Wolfe showed
up.
Mission: Stake a Claim Aric Wolfe knew his baby sister was up to something, and expected her best friend, Jordan, to be in on the chaos. He finally had an opportunity to lay claim to a mate that had been under his nose for years. Jordan's scent called to both the man and the animal, and he was done fighting the call of the beast. It was time to mark his mate.
Mission: Survive an Alpha When a good intention creates a problem for the Wolfe family, Jordan finds herself being stalked by a woman intent on claiming Aric as her own. Battle lines will be drawn, love will be put to the test, and Aric will have to fight Jordan's strong personality to keep her alive. Two alpha hearts seeking control will either find the balance or risk losing their love forever.
Mission: Stake a Claim Aric Wolfe knew his baby sister was up to something, and expected her best friend, Jordan, to be in on the chaos. He finally had an opportunity to lay claim to a mate that had been under his nose for years. Jordan's scent called to both the man and the animal, and he was done fighting the call of the beast. It was time to mark his mate.
Mission: Survive an Alpha When a good intention creates a problem for the Wolfe family, Jordan finds herself being stalked by a woman intent on claiming Aric as her own. Battle lines will be drawn, love will be put to the test, and Aric will have to fight Jordan's strong personality to keep her alive. Two alpha hearts seeking control will either find the balance or risk losing their love forever.
Excerpt
Chapter One
“Please?” Jordan leaned forward on
the sofaand gave her best imitation of what Ellie called “puppy eyes.” A soft
squeaking protested Jordan’s wiggling on the leather. She knew her enthusiasm
probably rivaled that of a four year old at Christmas, but she was so close to
cracking Ellie, she didn’t care.
“No.” Ellie’s voice didn’t sound as
sure as it had the first five times Jordan had asked the same question.
“I thought you wanted me to write
this book on shifter mating rituals? Don’t you think I need to watch it? I
mean, I can’t just write a book on your history, for your family’s records,
based solely on what you tell me. I have to see it.” Not really, but she was
not telling Ellie that and messing up her chance of watching something so cool.
Ellie frowned. “Well—”
“Come on.” Jordan huddled closer to
the edge of her seat, almost falling off in the process, once again rubbing the
leather and making it whine. “Look, I swear to you, I will be on my best
behavior. I won’t do anything to call attention to myself. I will just observe
from the sidelines. Heck, I’ll observe from the distance with binoculars.”
Ellie rolled her gorgeous blue eyes
and ran her fingers through her short blonde bob, making the strands glimmer
under the light of her sitting room’s lamp. “I don’t remember a single time you
have ever been on your best behavior.”
That was true. Jordan’s mouth
always got her into some kind of trouble, especially with the other faculty at
the school where she taught.
“Okay. I pinky promise.” She lifted
her hand, curling all her fingers until only her wiggling pinky stood.
Ellie bit her lip and groaned,
still unsure.
“I know shifters are not exactly common
knowledge with most of the world. But you have to admit that with more
human-shifter interaction, it’s only a matter of time before you guys lose a
lot of your history. I promise to write a specific detailed account. Nothing
but the history behind this event.” Her heart pounded so hard. She wanted to
shake Ellie and order her to agree already.
“Jorda-a-an!” With the way Ellie
said her name, in that soft sigh of defeat, Jordan knew she had her. “If I
agree to this insanity, you have to swear not to do anything to let anyone know
you guys are there! You will get me in so much trouble.”
Jordan struggled and failed to stop
the smile from splitting her lips. “I promise! I promise! You know I am dying
to see this whole scenting ritual.” She rushed to say. “Now why is it such a
big deal to keep this all quiet?”
“Because,” Ellie leaned back on her
sofa and stared at the ceiling, “this is an old tradition. Males and females
from all over will come together to meet each other, some for the first time.
Kelly and Marco are going to see if they are compatible.”
“But they’ve met once, right?”
“Yes, at a family gathering some
months back. They didn’t even get a chance to talk. From what Mom said, their
eyes did the talking for them. Apparently, it was instant. It’s why we’re
having this ceremony. Tradition dictates we have it yearly, and the family is
hoping it works out for Kelly and Marco.”
Jordan frowned remembering Ellie’s
cousin Kelly and the guy they’d kept referring to as her potential mate. She
tucked a long strand of dark hair behind her ear. “I still don’t understand.
How can you guys just allow some tradition to tell you who your mate is?”
Shit.Jordan had a hard time with
anyone telling her what to do to begin with. It was why she loved being an
independent woman.
Ellie’s smile was weak. “We are
part of a pack, and my father is Alpha. As such, I need to follow rules like
everyone else. You’re lucky you’re human and don’t have to worry about any of
this. And we don’t allow the tradition to tell us who our mate is. This is like
a first date.”
“In front of a whole bunch of
people.”
“Right.”
“Who happen to watch to see if you
hit it off?”
“Yes.”
“And who’ll know who she has sex
with at the end of the night.”
“Correct. Wait. What?”
“Sounds like the perfect date.” She
snickered and almost choked on her wine.
“This is why I didn’t want you
there. You, Emma, Nicole, and Karla are so going to get caught.”
“We won’t! We won’t. We’ll be super–spy,
research ninjas. Quiet, but sexy smart.” She grinned.
“Oh brother,” Ellie groaned.
“Speaking of brothers. Are, um,
your brothers going to be there?” What she really wanted to ask was if one
particular brother was going to be there. God, she hoped not. The first time
she’d seen Aric Wolfe, she’d been a thirteen-year-old with a crush the size of
Alaska. One look was all it took, and her poor teenage heart had been in puppy-love
for years. And though it’d been a crush for a long time, it had never gone
away. In fact, with years, it had grown. She’d tried to date other men and rid
herself of the idea that he’d ever look at a non-shifter for more than a
friendship, but it was useless. With time, her attraction for him had grown deeper,
into something she didn’t want to think too much about or it would make her
hyperventilate.
Blue sparkles lit in Ellie’s eyes.
“Yes, allmy brothers will be there.”
Oh hell. “Then, yeah, I will hide
off somewhere and never move a muscle. I promise.”
Ellie’s laughter, filled with
unabashed delight, made her smile. “I still don’t understand why you’re so
afraid of being around them.”
Yeah well, Jordan knew all about
that super smelling-power shifters had. The last thing she wanted was for Aric
to know how one glance at his body and those damn sexy muscles got her so
turned on she’d likely start a fire. She could probably melt butter on her skin.
“I think it’s best to keep my distance. I know your parents weren’t fond of
their only daughter hanging with so many humans.”
Ellie shrugged. “It was either send
me to regular school, or deal with packs of horny wolves hitting on their baby
girl.” She grinned, grabbed her glass of wine, and sipped. “They knew humans
don’t have our scenting or go into heat, so they decided to take the chance.”
Jordan drank her own wine, letting
the fruity flavor slip and slide over her tongue. “Yeah, but I bet they didn’t
think you’d end up bringing home an annoying,fat Latina for your new pet.”
Ellie rolled her eyes. “Who’s the
wolf here, you or me?”
Good point. Ellie’s parents had
cared for Jordan. A lot more than Jordan herself could ever understand. Even
after all those years being so close to them and Ellie, she still couldn’t make
any sense of why they done so much when her parents hadn’t cared at all. What
was it about them that made them different? And there had to be some resentment
in there. They’d practically adopted her.
“Alright. I’ve become like a second
daughter since we became friends. That has to be annoying for them. I mean if
they wanted more kids, they’d have had more the old fashioned way.”
Jordan found the whole shifter
community absolutely fascinating. If it were up to her, she’d be all in their
business trying to figure out how the whole animal-human thing worked.
“Why would you say they’d be
annoyed by you?” Ellie’s face creased in a frown. “They like you. Heck, they
love you more than any of their sons’ previous girlfriends. In fact, they like
you more than most family we have. You’ve grown on them.”
Jordan snorted. “Yeah like fungus
or a rash.”
“No, not like that. Like an unusual
but lovely woman who needs a mate.”
“What?” She spit out the wine she’d
had in her mouth. “Who said I needed a mate?”
Ellie laughed, put her glass down
on the coffee table, and settled into the sofa with her feet under her. “My
mother. She thinks you just need a strong man to help you realize what you are
missing out on.”
“And that’s a mate?” Jordan
coughed, trying to stop the choking. Her tummy churned with anxiety. She held
Barbara Wolfe, Ellie’s mother, in high regard. But Jordan would never think a
long-term relationship would fix her. Thinking of any kind of dependence on
anyone made her feel slightly sick. She didn’t really trust most people enough
for that.
“Yes. She was highly upset when I
told her you broke up with your last boyfriend. She thinks you just haven’t
been chased by the right one.”
Jordan continued to cough while
Ellie giggled. “Mrs. Wolfe thinks I need to be chased?”
Well hell, maybe she was on to
something. Chasing sounded fun. Usually Jordan was too prickly for men to make
a move, unless they were sure of themselves. But even then, most of them turned
out to be full of shit.
Ellie nodded, flipped on her back
and stretched, rubbing her bare feet on the leather. “Of course, dad thinks
you’re too independent and need a man to rein you in.”
Rein her in? What the hell was she,
cattle? Tristan, Ellie’s dad, was so old school. “Yeah, that sounds like your
dad.”
“Although, Aric—”
Jordan’s gaze jerked to Ellie’s
face. The bemused smile on her was one Jordan had often seen when Ellie was up
to no good. “Aric was present during these conversations?”
Ellie knew Jordan liked Aric to
some degree. It’s not like she could hide it from her. The woman was a wolf.
She could smell Jordan getting all kinds of turned on when Aric’s name popped
up. But what she never told Ellie was how deep her feelings ran. That was
something Jordan had trouble even thinking about.
Ellie’s eyes widened, filled with
innocence. “Oh, yes.”
Fuck. Sweat gathered in her palms.
Now her nerves were getting the best of her. Her stomach did all kinds of
acrobatic flips. She’d have to ask or die wondering. And she was too curious
not to know. “And what did he say?”
“It doesn’t matter. We both know
you’re not looking for longterm anyway. You like your independence.” She shut
her eyes and sighed.
“Ellie!”
Ellie jerked her eyes open with a
chuckle. “Fine, if you want to know, Aric thinks you are fine just the way you
are.”
“Which means what?” She asked
before she could stop herself. She’d always tried to control her interest in
Ellie’s older brother, but sometimes Jordan’s hormones just ran away from her.
Aric. With his piercing dark eyes,
eyes she swore begged her to strip every time he glanced her way. And that tall
slightly tanned hard body filled with boundless muscles. So many muscles.
She cleared her throat. Visuals of
running her nails down his six packs and nibbling on his belly button made her
reach for her wine again. But it was the strong jaw and “I’ll eat your pussy
really good” smile she couldn’t stop thinking about.
Ellie’s smile dimmed. “Aric said,
in time, you’d find your mate and for everyone to leave you alone to decide
your life yourself.”
Her hope deflated. It was what
she’d always told everyone. Somehow, hearing that he’d said the same made her want
to run to the liquor store and buy a barrel of wine.
A sharp pain pierced her heart,
deeper and deeper until she wanted to cry. Though Jordan would rather dance
around naked in public than admit her feelings for Aric, she had secretly
continued to hope. Now, that hope was dead.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Want to know about me? Milly Taiden
(aka April Angel) was born in the prettiest part of the Caribbean known as the
Dominican Republic. She grew up between New York, Florida and Massachusetts.
Currently, she resides in New York City with her husband, bossy young son and
their little dog Speedy.
A bookworm when she can get her
hands on a good story, she loves reading romance, thrillers and suspense.
Find out more about Milly Taiden
here:
Email: millytaidenauthor@gmail.com
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