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Waking Sarah by Krystal Shannan

“Please sit down.”

Sarah shook her head. “Just tell me. Whatever it is. Just rip the Band-Aid off and tell me.”

Chris moved from behind his brother and sat on her chaise lounge. He patted the cushion next to him. Her lip trembled, and a single tear slid down her cheek.

She liked him. He’d been sweet to her yesterday morning at breakfast. And then he had brought her food at lunch and dinner. They’d talked some in her room, but she’d turned down his offer of walking the property. It was that evening before he’d finally coaxed her out of her room and away from her e-reader. They’d turned on a old Arnold Schwarzenegger film in the upstairs common room, made popcorn, and had a party with everyone who had stayed at the lodge.

Just spending time with another man made her feel guilty, but she knew Brad wouldn’t want her to stay miserable. She would have wanted him to move on too. It didn’t make it any easier though.

But, right now, every single one of her so-called friends was in on a secret and they’d been shielding her.

“Did you know this yesterday? When you asked me about Brad?”

“It wasn’t like that,” he answered, shaking his head.

She sank down onto the chaise but scooted away from his big body and pushed his hand from her shoulder. “Don’t touch me.”

He was silent, but she could see the hurt from her words reflected in his eyes. His pain hurt her too. She wasn’t like this. She didn’t lash out and hurt people or push them away. But he had lied. He had betrayed her trust.

“Chris was under strict instructions not to say anything until we got the rest of the labs back,” Chase’s voice rumbled from the lounger across from her where he’d sat beside Sam. The others had found seats nearby or were standing, leaning against the railing of the deck.

“Sarah,” Margaret started. “we have contacts inside HPD, and they ran some tests on the bite marks and trace evidence recovered from Brad’s body.”

Sarah frowned and shook her head. “Contacts? Who are you people? The Vegas mob?”

Chris chuckled under his breath next to her but didn’t speak.

“We just recently learned that you’re descended from my uncle, Stefan Antipas,” Sam spoke up. “My mother’s brother.”

“We are related? That can’t be possible. My mom doesn’t have a brother.”

“Technically, by human standards, you would say we were fourth generation cousins. I think. In packs, we just call everyone a cousin if they have a common relative. The generations are lopsided because your family tree progressed in normal human generations while my parents waited nearly a hundred years before concieving any children at all. Your great-grandfather, James Cartwright, was my, Nicole’s, and the twins’ true first cousin.”

“You’re crazy. Pack? Pack of what? You know you sound completely absurd, right?”

Sam smiled and raised her eyebrows to her husband.

“What is this? Is this Play-a-Joke-on-Sarah-Day? ‘Cause I’m not amused!”

“I know it’s a lot to take in,” Chase started calmly. “The trace evidence in the bite marks on Brad’s body confirmed our fear that a supernatural killed him. A werewolf. You would’ve been the next target. A group of people called the Council are trying to eliminate all of Stefan Antipas’s half-human descendants.”

She shook her head back and forth. Supernatural? Council? Werewolf? What science fiction film had she just stepped into?

I am really liking the direction this series is going. The author has taken some huge risks with her characters and I can see it really paying off in the end. I am highly anticipating the next book in the series.

Council threats and Renata’s deadly attack leave the Vegas pack scrambling to regroup…

Heartbroken over the death of her fiancé and tortured by a voice in her mind that’s haunted her since childhood, Sarah McLain learns her true ancestry after attending her best friend Margaret’s wedding. Can the pack save Sarah from the darkness that threatens to overwhelm her? Or will the wolf inside drive her over the edge before they can show her being a supernatural being is a good thing?

Chris Michaels is in charge of training the new latent werewolves at the O’Hearn mountain inn, now known as Woodhaven. His focus is tested when he finds out the beautiful but sad redhead, Sarah McLain, is his trainee. The connection he feels to her is strong but not magickal, and his wolf claims it foolish to listen to his human instincts. Can Chris heal her broken heart in time, or will he lose the woman he knows is perfect for him.