Welcome to the second stop in Lori King’s
Book Tour for Reflections of the Wolf (The Gray Pack 2). I’m pleased to have
Lori visiting me today to tell us more about her latest.
The second book in The Gray Pack series…
After being rescued from a crazy werewolf with
murderous intent, Tina Jameson has a scorching night with Liam Gray, local
firefighter and Beta Wolf of the Gray Pack. When he announces that she is
predestined to be his mate, she is fast to push him away.
Suddenly she finds herself in a whirlwind of
conflicting emotions and rioting desires. Having been a victim of a senseless
act of violence in her past, Tina has given up on a forever kind of love, even
if that man turns her on like no one else has.
Liam
didn’t think he wanted a mate, but his wolf wants Tina in his bed and his life
for good. In order to have her he must let go of the guilt he has from his
daughter’s death and then help Tina to let go of her own tragic past. Can one
night determine their destiny, or will fear drive them apart?
Mainstream Excerpt:
“She’s
okay, Liam. She’s just exhausted and overwhelmed. Give her some breathing
room.” Tina could hear another man’s voice talking to Liam, but she couldn’t
seem to make her eyes open to see who it was.
“Why
did she pass out then?” Liam’s voice was annoyed, and she thought she heard him
growl a bit. Damn that was sexy.
“Who
knows why women faint? What were you guys talking about?” A third masculine
voice spoke.
“Shit.”
Liam muttered. “I told her she was my mate. I didn’t mean to scare her.”
Tina
could just imagine the look on Liam’s face right now. She understood that
Caroline believed in this whole mating thing, and that was fine for her life,
but Tina wasn’t interested in a serious relationship. She had lived through her
share of heartache when it came to men, and the pain just wasn’t worth it
anymore.
She
took a deep breath and forced her eyes open a crack. Instantly Liam and two
other men were leaning over her. What the hell did they feed these men? They
were enormous and gorgeous!
“Oh
my God, I’ve died and gone to single women’s heaven,” she said, moaning and
then blushing when the two new men laughed, and Liam frowned. “Who are you
guys?”
“Hey,
Sweet Tina, nice and easy now. How are you feeling?” Liam’s eyes held
compassion, concern, and a glimmer of apprehension. A gentle tug of desire shot
through her body at his soft endearment. He helped her sit up, scooting to sit
behind her to brace her back against his chest. She was now between his
outstretched thighs with her head tucked just under his chin and his arms
around her protectively.
“Like
a werewolf beat the shit out of me,” she grumbled, and all three men laughed.
She felt Liam relax against her a little bit. He rested his hands on her flat
tummy, and his thumbs rubbed tiny circle patterns through the T-shirt she wore.
She could feel sparks shoot across her skin, and she grimaced in her mind. Her
body sure wanted a relationship with him.
“Good.
I was afraid you were just going to say fine or something silly like that.” His
amusement rippled through her, making her smile.
“Hi,
Tina. I’m Rafe Whetstone. This is my brother Ryley.” He indicated the beautiful
godlike creature standing next to him. “We were quite impressed with your show
of bravery in there, but you better take it easy for a bit. If your back gets
worse, Liam will get you to the doctor. You hit that wall really hard when he
threw you. And now with you passing out on us like that, it makes me wonder
about your head. Is it hurting?” Rafe looked like a Viking warrior with golden-blond
hair that was a little shaggy and electric-blue eyes that seemed to assess her
in one lazy sweep. She shivered at the look of interest heating his gaze and
instinctively pressed backward into Liam. His arms tightened around her
possessively.
“Yes,
but I took a baseball bat to the back of it a few hours ago, so it’s to be
expected. I think my head hurts more now because it’s trying to process all of
this…umm…this werewolf love story my best friend is apparently living.” She
rubbed her temples trying to ease the ache. Liam’s strong hand moved to the
base of her neck and started massaging the tension away. She groaned softly,
and Ryley laughed loudly.
“Yeah,
well, if Liam has his way, you will be living your own shortly. We have to go
talk with Dev and Damon. Take care of your girl, Liam. I wouldn’t want to have
to sweep her away from you and make her fall in love with me.” Ryley winked at
Tina, and Liam growled a threat.
“Oh,
pumpkin, that’s sweet, but I’m just not sure there is a man alive that’s
qualified for that job,” she said, smiling sweetly at Ryley as he and the
others laughed.
“Oh
brother, you’re going to have your hands full with this little spitfire. Good
luck!” Ryley teased Liam, and Tina’s eyes narrowed at him.
“He
won’t have to worry about me shortly,” she grumbled, but the pressure increased
from Liam’s hands, and a low moan escaped her throat. All three men ignored her
implied threat, and it grated her nerves.
Ryley
really was very sexy. He matched his brother in golden looks, but he kept his
hair much longer. It brushed the tops of his shoulders, and his eyes were just
a touch lighter than Rafe’s with flecks of green in them. It seemed all of the
firemen of Battalion One were flirts with bodies built on Olympus. She would
have to see about spending more time with Caroline if this was the company she
was keeping.
She
watched the two Viking warriors walked away and had to swallow hard at the
sight of their tight butts. Wow, maybe I
hit my head harder than I thought. She chided herself for drooling over
those two men when the one that really scared her was holding her in his arms.
Worrying now about what Ryley had said, she fidgeted in Liam’s grip. Liam
couldn’t really believe that she was his mate, could he? Goose bumps prickled
over her skin when Liam’s kissed the nape of her neck where he had been gently
massaging.
“Are
they family, too?” she asked Liam curiously.
Liam
tensed before replying. “Yes, they are my adopted brothers. You can trust them.
Well, you can trust them with your life, but Ryley won’t ever stop trying to
get into your pants.”
She
laughed out loud and felt a surge of feminine confidence. “I’m sure I will
enjoy his attempts.”
Liam
growled behind her, and she stilled in his arms. That was definitely a
possessive growl if she had ever heard one. Turning to look back over her
shoulder with narrowed eyes, she took in his jealous frown and huffed with
irritation. After a few moments of glaring at each other in silence, he sighed
and relaxed, and she couldn’t help but smile at her victory. She wouldn’t
tolerate being told who to spend time with, no matter who it was.
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