Wolf’s
Honor by Ambrielle Kirk
Serie:
Caedmon Wolves Book 6
Genre:
Paranormal Romance
Publisher:
Obsidian Gem Publishing LLC
Date
of Publication: April 10, 2015
ASIN:
B00U48LK0W Number of pages: 130 Word Count: 50k
Cover
Artist:
Elaina Lee
Book
Description:
Wolf
shifter Connor Maxim is a law-abiding citizen. His motto: Keep the
peace. Protect the Pack. His firm, Maxim Securities, was created for
this purpose. His honor will be tested when he's called to deliver on
his vows.
The
homicide rate escalates to an all time high on Pack territory and all
evidence points to two prevalent wolf packs: the Caedmon and the
Arnou. The Feds give the leaders of both Packs an ultimatum and a
three day deadline. They must find the source of the murders before
the Feds intervene.
When
a police raid goes awry, Connor's world collides with that of Antonia
Trudeau's. Under the guise of a striking spitfire of a woman--who
happens to be his mate--is also a criminal with a healthy rap sheet.
He must decide if love is worth more than duty and honor.
Antonia
circumvents more than just the laws...she captures Connor's heart.
Titles
are meant to be read in order for greatest enjoyment, but can be read
as standalones or out of order.
WOLF'S
HAVEN
WOLF'S
PROMISE
WOLF'S
TOUCH
WOLF'S
DESIRE
WOLF'S
STRENGTH
WOLF'S
HONOR
Excerpt
“Connor,
what the heck is going on out there?” Maxim, Sr.’s gruff voice
boomed throughout the small office. “Murdered remains of both men
and women are showing up all over the country! My boss is all over my
ass about handing over any leads.”
“What
leads do you have?” Connor asked, raising his gaze to meet his
dad’s and giving him a knowing.
“Most
of the bodies were shifters. Both Caedmon and Arnou. If we can’t
handle our clean-ups and messes, we’ll have the humans all up in
our shit. I can’t hold them off any longer.”
“Dammit,”
Connor clenched his fist on the desk.
A
promise to keep his voice down had not been fulfilled and suddenly
Connor realized that he shouldn’t have agreed to have this
conversation here with his father. Closing time at Maxim Securities
happened several hours ago, so there was no on left for the day. Even
the cleaning crew had finished up the nightly rounds and left, but
Connor remained behind after hours as always did night after night.
Still
the matter was imperative and by the tone and urgency of his dad’s
voice, they were running out of time before both of their covers were
blown.
Connor
rubbed the tension at the back of his neck, ground his teeth together
and turned around to face his father. “What you’re saying doesn’t
make any sense? The main perpetrator of the wolf strippings was
executed months ago following the union of both Packs.”
Maxim,
Sr. plopped down in the leather high-back chair in front of his desk.
“Then if it’s not the witch, who could be behind this?”
“The
witch had followers,” Connor said. “If this is the case, the
situation is being handled. This is Pack business and not the humans’
concerns.”
“Pack
members were found slaughtered in wolf form. Not stripped, but
intentionally shot and killed,” Maxo, Sr. Said.
Connor
paused. There had been no known accounts of wolf shifters being
stripped while in their real form. Last he had heard, that wasn’t
possible. And unless gears had shifted after the witch’s death, the
focus had always been on stripping the souls of wolves, not ending
their lives.
This
wasn’t good. This wasn’t good at all.
“I’ll
need time to investigate. I—“
“Like
I said, I won’t be able to hold the Feds off from intervening for
long. The incidents are becoming too frequent and news reporters and
beginning to get suspicious and are quick to blow a story out of
proportion.” Maxim, Sr. narrowed his gaze, his thick grey eyebrows
coming together just above his nose. “We can’t risk discovery to
the public. Not now. Have a meeting with the Caedmon Alpha.” He
threw his hands up. “Fuck! Have a meeting with Tristan Arnou, for
all I care. I don’t think either of the Alphas want human
authorities up their alley at this point. Come to think of it, I
don’t think they want the authorities up their alley at all.”
His
father was more than thirty years his senior. He was the man who
raised him and structured his lucrative and low-profile career as one
of the few liaisons between the government and wolf shifter Packs.
His purpose was simple: he had a duty to keep the peace and protect
the Packs. It was his honor to ensure continuity of the shifter race
like his direct ancestors before him, no matter where his allegiance
rested.
“Look,
Dad…” Connor finally sat down in the chair behind his desk. Maxim
Sr. had been on edge the moment he barged through the doorway, which
had sent Connor straight to attention since he hardly ever came out
in person anymore. “Hold them off as long as you can. What we’re
dealing with right now are two Alphas who are blood thirsty and will
immediately kill anyone who crosses them. Both leaders have been
burned by traitors and now is not the time to test their limits. Keep
the human authorities at bay as long as you can.”
Maxim
Sr. straightened in his chair. “You know how the Feds work. There’s
a deadline. After three days, I won’t be able to convince them that
the Pack leaders have everything under control any longer.”
Connor
scrubbed his palm down his face. “Alpha Devin is away on pack
business at the moment. It could be a few days before I can reach
him.”
“You
need to reach him now. What about his Council?”
“I’d
much rather report and receive orders from to the Alpha himself, but
if I must I’ll consult with his Second.” Connor linked and
unlinked his fingers on the desktop. “We’ve earned this right to
live in secrecy and within the rules of our society. Don’t make any
rash decisions, Dad, until I give the word.”
Maxim
Sr. emitted a growl and his irises flashed with specks of gold.
“You’re patient, son, but I am not. In three days time, I need
some answers.”
About
the Author:
Amber
Ella Monroe loves weaving tales where undying love is the main
element. When she’s not writing, she’s plotting. When she’s not
writing or plotting, she’s reading. She’s a thirty-something year
old wife, mother, book hoarder, 90s music fan, earl grey tea drinker,
dark roast coffee fiend, platform and stiletto shoe collector, Keurig
lover, and martial arts/action movie fanatic.
She
also writes romance as multi-published author Ambrielle Kirk.
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