Kendall Carver knows one thing for sure - security doesn't last. Injured and on the run, a sinfully handsome stranger saves her life.
Cajun werewolf Burke Devereux learned his lesson 200 years ago. No humans, ever. No looking, no touching, no kissing and certainly no making love. Eager to escape his Pack's matchmaking attempts he heads for his cabin. But nothing could have prepared him for the raging blizzard or the beautiful woman begging for his help.
Burke's always prided himself on his self control but as things get cozy, desire sparks and old secrets are brought to light. How far will he go to protect the woman in his bed?
EXCERPTTugging on his thick Northface coat Burke headed down the road toward the other car once again questioning his decision to try to beat the storm.
The collision had killed the engine, mangling what he could see of the front end.
Ah hell.A blonde lay hunched over the steering wheel, not moving. Blood soaked the back of her grey sweatshirt. He knocked on the window and wished he'd tugged on his gloves. The woman didn't move. He peered into the car, looking for a phone, and saw a large purse wedged between her chest and the steering wheel.
He tested the handle of her door. Locked. Figured. The small window behind the driver's seat was shattered, half the glass missing. He reached through the gaping hole and flipped the lock.
Wrenching the door open he checked the pulse at her throat. Still thumping. He braced both hands around her neck and the base of her skull and then, as gently as he could, settled her back in her seat and took stock of her injuries.
And arrestingly adorable features. She looked like an angel, a cherub, with glossy pink lips. With a bloody gash across her forehead and -- was that a pink streak in her hair? He leaned closer. And a thick purple stripe too.
A fierce wind howled over head, making the trees sway and groan. She gave a soft moan, and then, as if she'd awoken, her body went rigid.
"You're okay,
petit. Just relax. Where do you hurt?"
Stunning aqua blue eyes met his for an instant before she closed them again, wincing. The fear he'd glimpsed there shocked him. "Please," she said, her voice hoarse and barely a whisper. He leaned toward her to hear over the roar of the elements. "Don't let...him...take me."
ABOUT THE BOOKStormy Weather #5
Paranormal Romance (werewolf, werecoyote, blizzard, family saga, shape shifter, Cajun romance, sensual, erotic, series)
40,000 words
Other books by Selena Blake
Ask For It (NYT Bestseller, contemporary romance novel)
Fangs, Fur & Mistletoe (Mystic Isle Book 1, erotic paranormal romance)
A Werewolf to Call Her Own (Mystic Isle Book 2)
Games Demons Play (Mystic Isle Book 3)
Pursued by a Werewolf (Mystic Isle Book 4)
Surprising Darcy (contemporary erotica)
Just a Little Taste (contemporary erotica)