A Wolf Affair (Book One a Wolf Affair Trilogy)

A Wolf Affair (Book One a Wolf Affair Trilogy)

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By:  Eileen Sheehan, Ailene Frances, E.F. Sheehan  Completed
Language: English
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She moved from the big city to the werewolf infested mountains and discovered that she had wolf blood in her. Targeted to become a mate to a sexy, but overly possessive werewolf neighbor in this very surreal world that's run by them, she seeks the help of her vampire lover. Can he keep her safe? Filled with action, mystery, and mythical creatures, a Wolf Affair [Book one of the dark fantasy thriller romance, a Wolf Affair Trilogy] is sure to keep you turning pages.

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Chapter One

I was approaching my sixteenth birthday when my father, Walter Cramby, walked out on my mother, Maryanne Cramby, and our lives were forever changed. My brother, Josh, was at the end of his thirteenth year.To add to my mother’s woes, she was laid off not long after that from her job as a fifth-grade school teacher in the suburbs of Detroit. “Cut backs,” they said.Fortunately, my mother was in possession of a recent, sizable inheritance from her grandmother who managed to survive her husband. My grandparents were killed in a car accident when mom was in her teens. My great grandmother finished raising her. She was a spry old woman who we thought would never die. In fact, we wondered if she might outlive us all. Because of that inheritance, we weren’t destitute while she searched for work.Unfortunately, it took mom a while to get her act together to even look for employment. She spent

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26 Chapters

Chapter One

I was approaching my sixteenth birthday when my father, Walter Cramby, walked out on my mother, Maryanne Cramby, and our lives were forever changed. My brother, Josh, was at the end of his thirteenth year. To add to my mother’s woes, she was laid off not long after that from her job as a fifth-grade school teacher in the suburbs of Detroit.  “Cut backs,” they said.Fortunately, my mother was in possession of a recent, sizable inheritance from her grandmother who managed to survive her husband.  My grandparents were killed in a car accident when mom was in her teens.  My great grandmother finished raising her.   She was a spry old woman who we thought would never die.  In fact, we wondered if she might outlive us all.  Because of that inheritance, we weren’t destitute while she searched for work.Unfortunately, it took mom a while to get her act together to even look for employment.  She spent
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Chapter Two

It turned out that the forest bordering our land was an animal reserve. Therefore, hunting wasn’t allowed; which made me feel mighty safe on horseback. They did, however, allow fishing in the large river that was located on the south end of the eighteen-hundred acres. I discovered hiking trails that were suitable for my horse and me to explore.  There were even occasional markings to indicate what part of the reserve we were in.  It was because of these markings, and my fear of getting lost being eliminated by those markings, that I ventured to the opposite side of the forest.There was a large farm in a high valley on the northeast edge of the state land.  It looked to be in good repair, but, whenever I rode that way, I saw no signs of life.  Of course, I didn’t go onto the property. I stayed on the edge of the tree line and looked down at it.The house was a typical two-story farmhouse. I’m not an expert on architect
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Chapter Three

My sleep that night was riddled with unsettling dreams. I’d wake up from one and, when I finally managed to get back to sleep, dive into another.  The dreams were both different and the same. They were different in the respect that I was in various locations. The sameness was in the fact that, no matter where I was or what I was doing, I ended up in the company of a very large wolf. In the first dream, I was riding Roger through the woods at dusk when a large black wolf with dark beady eyes came at me from out of nowhere. Roger reared up and I fell; hitting my head on a rock.  I remember the pounding of my heart as if it had really happened when the wolf began to lick the blood from my wounded head.  Something tall came up and the wolf craned its neck to look up at it.  I have no idea who or what it was because that’s when I woke up.In the next dream that I recall, I was walking through my old neighborhood in the Chicago suburbs w
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Chapter Four

I’d never attended a last-minute picnic that was so put together.  There were about thirty adults in attendance, ranging from early thirties to late sixties.  I tried not to look obvious as I searched the crowd for someone my age. I also did my best to hide my disappointment when I found no one.“I’m so sorry, Missy,” Lila said as she sauntered up next to me as I filled my plate with delicious smelling baked beans, barbequed ribs, potato salad, and ambrosia.  “I was told that Michael Jefferson’s two boys would be here. Their cousin is visiting, and they were supposed to bring her along.”I shrugged my shoulders while trying to act nonchalant. “It’s fine.  I don’t mind.”  Since I was never happy when the attention was on me, I quickly changed the subject. “This food is great.  How’d you manage to pull it off on such short notice?”“Truth?”
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Chapter Five

Surprisingly, I slept like a baby that night; for which I was grateful.  I attributed it to the busy day and strenuous walk I took; added to an already exhausted body. Whatever the reason, I was glad.I spent the day caring for the horses and daydreaming about what it would be like to meet Kenton when I was looking my best.  Upon my mother’s request, I rode in the ring instead of on the trails.  I didn’t mind. Admittedly, I was a bit shaken by being so close to the tree line when the wolves howled.  Think me a wimp if you want, but they don’t have wolves in Chicago and that howl was just plain scary.Mom was a little out of sorts at dinner.   It wasn’t until we’d cleaned up and Josh went to his room to play on his Xbox that she asked me to sit with her on the patio.  She had something disturbing to share with me that she didn’t want Josh to hear.Even if I was old enough to drink
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Chapter Six

I couldn’t sleep. My mother’s voice, insisting that we were surrounded by werewolves instead of wolves, taunted me every time I closed my eyes and started to doze.  I mean… wolves I could understand.  We’d moved to the country on property that bordered a nature reserve, but werewolves?  Frustrated, I climbed out of bed, slipped into a lightweight robe and slippers and headed downstairs. With no close neighbors to worry about, mom rarely closed the blinds on the back door leading to the patio.  The brilliance of the moon illuminated the kitchen to the point I didn’t find a need to turn on the light.    Helping myself to a tall glass of milk and a few homemade peanut butter cookies, I went out onto the patio to enjoy my snack and the beautiful night sky.I must have been so lost in thought that I didn’t hear Kenton approaching.  It wasn’t until he said, “Hello” that I saw
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Chapter Seven

My mother’s bellowing from the bottom of the stairs for me to wake up came all too soon.  As much as I would have liked to lay in bed for a while longer and fantasize that Kenton was in bed snuggling me, I had responsibilities to tend to.  The horses would be expecting their morning feed and fresh water. I could be a few minutes late, but not a few hours.I dragged myself out of bed and splashed cold water on my face to help rouse my body. The minty toothpaste that I used to brush the night scum from my teeth did wonders to help me feel fresh and functional.  I quickly ran a brush through my wavy locks and pulled them into a smooth pony tail.   Although, I doubted that it would stay smooth for long, at least it would start out that way.“Did I hear you up in the middle of the night?” mom asked as I entered the kitchen.“I couldn’t sleep, so I had a snack,” I said, quietly.“Outside?”
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Chapter Eight

The days that followed were blissfully uneventful while the nights were filled with amorous anticipation as Kenton continued to pay me his visits.Days turned into weeks as we got to know each other better.  Although I was frustrated by my attraction to him that was going nowhere, I was also happy and thankful for the friendship we’d developed.My eighteenth birthday was in a few days and I really wanted to introduce Kenton to my mom and brother so that he could join in on my birthday celebration.I was usually outside on the patio for fifteen minutes or so before he’d appear.  I spent that time dreaming about seeing his face over the top of the candle flames as I blew them out.“Are you sleeping?” he whispered from the shadows.I kept my eyes closed. “Just thinking.”“It must be something pretty good that you’re thinking about with a smile like that on that pretty face,” he sai
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Chapter Nine

The day of the picnic came around and I was both sad and frustrated.  Not only had my mother invited a few dozen people that I barely knew or didn’t know at all to it, but I hadn’t seen Kenton since the night I’d asked him to come and mom scared him away.I did my best to be pleasant and amiable to the guests as they arrived, but, let’s face it, they were my mother’s guests, not mine.  To add to my angst, Michael Jefferson arrived with his two sons and his niece in tow.  I was definitely not in the mood to meet and entertain people of my own age.My mother’s voice grated every nerve I possessed as she walked up to me with Michael and his offspring following like baby ducks. “Missy, honey, this is Michael Jefferson.  His farm is on the other side of the reserve.  I’m sure you’ve seen it while riding.” Michael vigorously shook my hand while mom continued to introduce me to the newcomers.
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Chapter Ten

Cindy came around the following morning right after breakfast to take me up on my offer to go riding.  She was accompanied by Wally.  Since he was also an accomplished rider, I didn’t mind giving him a horse to ride. I was just glad that I had three. I don’t know how we would have managed if we were short a horse.We said very little while we rode single file along one of my favorite trails in the reserve.  Since I wasn’t much of a gabber, I was fine with the silence.   It wasn’t until we reached the part of the trail that allowed us to see their farm that Wally spoke. “That’s our place,” he called out as he pointed in the direction of the farmhouse.“I thought so,” I said as I stopped Roger and waited for them to position their horses next to me.“It doesn’t look lived in from here.”“You’re right,” Cindy said as she shaded her
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