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“This swamp, Elara, it murmurs secrets. You must simply écouter- listen closely. The ley lines converge here, but that's not all. The legend…une belle histoire, a beautiful story, of Aradia, the Moon Goddess, and Kealen, the first of our kind, echoes within these very trees. They say they loved each other deeply, their spirits entwined like the roots beneath our feet." He paused, allowing the weight of the story to settle. "But a sorcerer, consumed by jealousy and steeped in black magick, cursed them. He tore Aradia from Kealen's arms, banishing her to the lonely orbit of the moon, her light forever out of reach. And Kealen...he was bound to the form of the wolf, forever yearning for his lost love. Declan”

“Reacting instantly, with a speed born of ingrained instinct and protective love, Declan felt the familiar surge of power coursing through his veins. Skin rippled, bones shifted, and in the blink of an eye, he stood as a magnificent black wolf, fur the color of midnight absorbing the faint light. He lowered his head, a low growl rumbling in his chest, and faced the attacker. He was a shield, a wall of muscle and teeth, ready to defend himself and Elara from the deranged Rougarou, whatever dark force had twisted it into this horrifying parody of its former self. The air crackled with tension, the calm of the bayou replaced by the imminent threat of a brutal and desperate fight.”

“His gaze wandered over my face like a caress. “I can’t stop thinking about kissing you.” I ran my hand up his chest, my voice suddenly a raw whisper, each word a puff of fog. “What are you waiting for?” A playful gleam sparked in his dark eyes, and suddenly he was on the move, gripping my hand as we wove through the people toward a dimly lit archway. He stopped underneath and pointed up. “Finally found some mistletoe.”

“Eggie?” from the backdoor had him cringing. Darla walked in, her gaze glancing at the three males before she walked over to Eggie. She gazed up at him and he waited for it. Lord, she must be mad. Her being a feminist and all. Not that he blamed her. He deserved it. “Why are you standing here naked, with your brothers, and smelling like blood?” “I’m not sure explaining it would make it any better.” “Okay. I need your car,” she said, surprising him “Sure. Told you to take it whenever you need it.” “Yeah, I know. But I thought I should let you know I’m not just taking it out. I need to race it.” “Race it? Against who?” “Cats.” “You need to race cats?” “Yeah. I don’t have a choice. Janie Mae bet on us winning and if we lose, we can’t get what we need to make the pies we promised everyone because that’s the money she used. So we race the cats, we win, we make pie.”.”

“Landry looked crestfallen. "Too bad. Having a beautiful woman whisper sweet nothings in my ear with a French accent would have been intriguing." Okay, what was a woman supposed to do after a line like that? Everly couldn't resist leaning closer and giving him what she hoped was a sexy, come-hither look. "I think I may be able to help you with those sweet little nothings," she said in her best French accent.”

“Everly heard people talk about a kiss taking their breath away. She'd always thought that was crap - or poor technique. But when Landry's other hand slid down to cup her ass through the material of her dress while his tongue had its way with hers, she actually went light-headed. But there was no way in hell she was going to stop kissing him. She didn't care if she passed out. So, she wrapped her arms around his neck and gave as good as she got.”