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quietly inside her. Acknowledging out loud their love made focusing on anything else
impossible. I can t tell whether I carry a bitch or a male.
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Lorie O Clare
She will be female. I feel it. And as beautiful as you are. His expression sobered,
and he looked down at her, brushing damp strands of hair away from her face. Our
job won t be easy, Renee. Many will fight us.
She closed her eyes, willing herself to see what he saw. The future didn t lay itself
out for her. She shook her head, squeezing her eyes shut harder, aching to know what
lay ahead for them.
I can t see it, she complained, experiencing a sensation of being left out that it all
seemed so clear to him yet nothing more than a dark cloud that she d approach one day
at a time.
I don t see events that will happen. His sharing that knowledge made her feel
better. His hand was hot, soothing as he caressed her neck, brushed over her breast, and
then stretched his fingers over her flat belly. But we will use our gifts, share them with
the pack, show them how to be stronger.
There are many werewolves who don t show any signs or understanding of the
elements. She walked among them daily, looking through them as if they were an
empty page. In a way she pitied them, knowing they would never know life as fully as
she did. We will have to take care of those who simply can t learn.
They will learn. The gift is strong, and can be taught. And with our strength, we
will show the Werewolves of Malta how to be better and more superior than any other
werewolf on this planet.
She gazed up at her mate, at his strong jaw line, at the way his black hair glistened
against the growing light. There wasn t a more beautiful creature on Earth. And he was
hers. Her heart leapt with excitement. This werewolf was her soul mate. He d found
her, given her more happiness than she knew possible, and she d run by his side,
enjoying every minute of their future together.
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About the Author
All my life, I ve wondered at how people fall into the routines of life. The paths we
travel seemed to be well-trodden by society. We go to school, fall in love, find a line of
work (and hope and pray it is one we like), have children and do our best to mold them
into good people who will travel the same path. This is the path so commonly referred
to as the real world .
The characters in my books are destined to stray down a different path other than
the one society suggests. Each story leads the reader into a world altered slightly from
the one they know. For me, this is what good fiction is about, an opportunity to escape
from the daily grind and wander down someone else s path.
Lorie O Clare lives in Kansas with her three sons.
Lorie welcomes mail from readers. You can write to her c/o Ellora s Cave
Publishing at 1056 Home Avenue, Akron, OH 44310-3502.
Also by Lorie O Clare
Cariboo Lunewulf 1: Taming Heather
Cariboo Lunewulf 2: Pursuit
Cariboo Lunewulf 3: Challenged
Dead World
Fallen Gods: Jaded Prey
Fallen Gods: Lotus Blooming
Fallen Gods: Tainted Purity
Fallen Gods: Embracing Temptation
Full Moon Rising
Issue of Trust
Lunewulf 1: Pack Law
Lunewulf 2: In Her Blood
Lunewulf 3: In Her Dreams
Lunewulf 4: In Her Nature
Lunewulf 5: In Her Soul
Sex Slaves 1: Sex Traders
Sex Slaves 2: Waiting For Yesterday
Sex Slaves 3: Waiting For Dawn
Taking It All
Things That Go Bump in the Night 2004 anthology
Torrid Love: After Dusk
Torrid Love: Caught!
Torrid Love: The First Time
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