CLAIMING THE SHE-WOLF
by
LOUSIA BACIO
by
LOUSIA BACIO
Black Hills Wolves
Claiming the She-Wolf by Louisa Bacio
When her older brother leaves the Black Hills to go to college, TalaGraystone stays behind, determined to restore their dilapidated home into a B&B for the pack. As more people return to the area, the need for temporary housing increases. Now, if only she can find someone to help with the heavy lifting.
Claiming the She-Wolf by Louisa Bacio
When her older brother leaves the Black Hills to go to college, TalaGraystone stays behind, determined to restore their dilapidated home into a B&B for the pack. As more people return to the area, the need for temporary housing increases. Now, if only she can find someone to help with the heavy lifting.
Yas Collins fled Los Lobos as a child with his mother. As he
struggles with his wolf and overpowering shifts, a desire for nature and the
forest strikes hard. Black Hills, South Dakota, beckons him. With a background
in construction, he easily finds work at Tala’s dilapidated B&B, but
not everyone in town greets him with open arms.
As the remodel gets underway, Tala and Yas fight their
growing attraction. Yas doesn’t trust his wolf urges around beautiful
B&B owner. The she-wolf, however, has other plans.
Excerpt
fromClaiming the
She-Wolf:
A growl from low in his throat threatened to escape. The
rumble started in his chest, and he fought to keep it down.
She turned, looking down at him. “Did you say
something?”
“Umm, no. Just clearing my throat.”
He needed to get his base instincts under control. Recent
research showed that wolves in the wild killed in order to protect their
domains and to get more space. He didn’t want to be ruled by his wolf. He’d
grown up in the city, with humans, not out in the forest. His mom had tried to
talk to him about shifting, but as a woman, she didn’t have the same
experience.
He couldn’t go to a shifters anonymous group for help with
his sexual urges. Maybe he needed to start his own support group. He snorted at
the idea. At the top of the landing, Tala turned to the right, and he
followed.
They entered what had to be the master bedroom suite. It was
painted a vibrant lavender color, and the bed had a green floral comforter with
an abundance of fluffy throw pillows. White dollies rested on the two
nightstands, and a vase of wildflowers called for attention. The feminine room
seemed in sharp contrast to his host. She didn’t look frilly.
“This will be your quarters.” Her lips pursed, and she
blinked a few times.
The idea shocked him. “What? I’m sorry, but it looks like
your room.”
“Well, it has been. But it’s the nicest room in the house,
and as a guest, figure you should have it to be comfortable. I’ll move my
things into another one.”
He waved his hands in front of him, as if shooing away
something physically bad. “No way. No can do. Give me the second best, then. My
first job can be fixing it up.”
She smiled. “Well, second best would be my brother’s room,
and even though he’s on a trip right now, I don’t feel comfortable moving his
stuff. So third best, and we work today to make it more, um, livable?”
Her choice of words made him pause. “Deal.”
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About the Author:
A Southern California native, Louisa Bacio can’t imagine living far away from the ocean. The multi-published author of erotic romance enjoys writing within all realms – from short stories to full-length novels.
Bacio shares her household with a supportive husband, two
daughters growing “too fast,” and a multitude pet craziness: Two dogs, five
fish tanks, an aviary, hamsters, rabbits and hermit crabs. In her other life,
she teaches college classes in English, journalism and popular culture.
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Email: louisabacio@yahoo.com
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Born and raised in New Orleans, Annie has a habit
of shortening her words and telling long stories. She speaks with a southern
flair and cooks with it too. At the tender age of twenty- one, she hitched up
her wagons (took her first plane ride) and moved out west to the big shake
(California). Her writing career began one sleepless night when she imagined a
gorgeous woman and a man with maniacal hair floating above her like lightening
bugs falling from the sky. Curious about them, their story, and why they were
floating around in her head, she sat down and penned (typed) her first novel,
Marigny Street. A dream come true for her, she hasn't stopped writing since.
She loves a damn good love story, always has, no matter what the genre. She is
particularly moved by imperfect love that in its own unique way is perfect, the
notion of love at first sight, soul mates, and things that are generally out of
the norm.
