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Temptation
By Raven Stone

Blood of the Fallen, Book 2

A vampire court is one of the most dangerous places I know, but I’ll walk into one for Degarr.

Except when I get there, Court isn’t Court. And King Gabriel is unlike any other king I’ve ever met.

And then there’s the white wolf.

Grumpy doesn’t begin to cover it. Apparently, I live to piss this man off. Unfortunately, Gideon doesn’t have the same effect on me. Quite the opposite.

He sets me on fire. Leaves me wanting things the innocent people of this place might not understand.

But Gideon’s been screwed over and left hurting by someone else.

This wolf is temptation itself.

But the things I want with him? I can never have.

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Excerpt:

“We don’t have a lot of opportunities to hunt like that,” Gideon said.

“You mean something larger than a rabbit?” I asked.

His lips twitched, and he nodded.

“Why not?” I asked, leaning against the wall. “You’re surrounded by vampires. Why can’t you just hunt one of them?”

“Why?” He stared at me as if I’d just said aliens had landed on the planet, then his entire expression changed as he advanced on me.

It took everything in me to remain still.

“We drew blood from you last night. That’s why.” He came to a halt, his voice on the edge of harshness.

“So?”

“I drew your blood and you didn’t seem to care. Not then and not now.” His eyes accused me of some sin that clearly I was missing. I didn’t understand why he was reacting this way.

“I’m used to my blood leaving my body. It’s no big deal.” I shrugged.

“For another vampire, maybe. But I’m a werewolf, remember?”

My voice turned soft. “How could I forget that, Gideon?”

It was true. There was no way I could forget the man in front of me was also a wolf. I could feel the heat of him from here, smell the wildness coming from his skin, catch the flash of dark forest in his eyes.

If Jamie was light and goodness, warm fur, belly rubs and wet noses, then Gideon was tooth and claw, coiled power and strength; the dark, low growl that sent excitement and arousal shooting up your spine.

He stalked closer.

“A lot of vampires would be pissed about what I did to you last night.”

“I’m not angry.” I kept my voice soft and even as he came closer.

His eyes trailed down me, his nostrils flaring.

“I can smell you’re not.”

“What do I smell like?” I asked.

“Calm,” he growled.

Did my calmness offend him somehow?

His hand hit the wall right next to my head.

“Why aren’t you afraid of me?” He leaned in, mere inches separating our bodies as his free hand landed on the wall on the other side of me.

He was caging me.

Was he trying to intimidate me?

If so, it wasn’t working. The heat from his body was like standing in front of a roaring fire. I wanted to reach out, put my hand on his chest and let that heat burn into me.

“You know I can hurt you,” he said, his voice gravelly, “my claws were in you last night.”

Yes, sweetheart, they were.

My pulse slipped my grasp, my heart rate shooting upwards at the memory.

He caught it.

Not like a vampire would, since he couldn’t hear my heartbeat. But his gaze shot to that little dip in my throat, where he could see my response to him.

He breathed in.

Whatever scent he caught from me, coming off my body, darkened his eyes.

“I know,” I said, and those two words came out husky as hell.

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Raven Stone is a paranormal romance author. She writes about vampires, hunters, and werewolves. She enjoys romances, movies, and dark chocolate.

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