All Chapters of Wolf Tales: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Part One: Eyes of the WolfJamie Dalton lifted the grocery bag filled with Halloween candy and took a moment to inhale the aroma drifting from it. For most people Christmas was their favorite holiday but Jamie had always loved Halloween. From the time she was nine years old she made up fanciful stories about the night, stories of goblins and ghosts and all manner of creatures. As she got older the stories became more intricate, the characters more detailed. By the time she was an adult she was weaving in erotic scenes and drooling over the heroines she created."You're nuts," her friend Christina kept telling her. "Either that or missing a bet.""What do you mean?""Why not try writing them down and publishing them? Hell, everyone and their aunt are into selfpub these days. Write the stories, get a good editor, pay for the mechanics and make some money on these."But Jamie always gave her a dismissive shrug."I don't know. I'm not sure they're that good. I really just make them

"Where did you get that?" Mike didn't seem to be able to tear his eyes away from it."Up in my attic." She moved it more into the open so he could see it better. "It's seen better days but I thought I'd put it out on my porch for Halloween."Mike reached a hand out to touch the stuffed animal, which came almost to his waist. "So I guess this belonged to your grandparents, too?"Jamie shrugged. "I guess, although I never saw it whenever I visited them. It was up in the attic behind a stack of cartons. I know this sounds crazy but sometimes when I look at it I get the feeling it's looking back at me."Mike gave her quizzical look. "Yeah? Interesting."Before she had a chance to ask him what he meant by that he was at the front door, looking back at Jamie. "You planning to decorate tonight?""No. I'm taking the day off tomorrow. My assistant and the volunteers work on Halloween and I work a Sunday for each of them."Mike frowned. "The library is open Sunday?" "Only once a month."

Mike's masculine presence overwhelmed Jamie's feminine bedroom. Still holding her in his arms he turned on the bedside lamp, the soft light accenting the hollows of his cheeks and the amber of his eyes. With efficient movements he stripped back the covers on the bed and stood her on her feet, facing him. His large graceful hands cupped her face as his mouth pressed against hers. Jamie swore electricity snapped and crackled between them, zipping along the contact of their lips. He moved his hands along her arms and shoulders, sliding to her back. She knew the moment he discovered she had no bra on. He stopped the light strokes of his fingers, the tips of them pressing against her spine for a moment before he reached down and lifted the hem of her shirt. In a moment she felt the warmth of his hand against her bare skin, along her shoulder blades before sliding around to find her breasts. A soft moan burst from her throat at the touch of his hands cupping her breasts and his fingers l

Mike stared at himself in the bathroom mirror. He didn't seem any the worse for wear despite the long, physically depleting night. Shifting always drained a little energy from him but the sex last night was what had really done him in. The sex! Holy shit! Was this crazy or what? All he'd hoped for when he moved next door to his objective was for the owner to be halfway approachable. He'd never expected a luscious female with long dark hair and generous curves that made his mouth water and his cock stand up at attention and salute. The moment he saw her he wanted to rip her clothes off and take her right there on the postage stamp lawn.Fuck! He should have his head examined. He had lost it last night for sure. It's deprivation, asshole. That's all it is. You've been without for too long.That much was certainly true. He was most definitely ready for something. But Jamie Dalton was way beyond what he'd hoped for. Seeing her sitting in that chair last night he was unable to hold hi

Mike could hardly take his eyes away from Jamie long enough to get them both in his truck and out of the driveway. Just looking at her made him salivate. And that kiss! Damn. It was the kiss he might expect from a mate, but not from a human.Unless that human is his mate.He blinked, stunned at the echo of his father's voice in his head. It took him back to a discussion they'd had just before the attack that killed his parents. During a long night before the fireplace his father had shared a lot of shifter wisdom with him, almost as if he knew tragedy was about to strike. That it might be the last time they shared a moment like that.Mike was shocked to learn that his father would approve mating with a human if it was the right relationship. Unfortunately he hadn't given him any advice on how to go about it. The other human females he'd been with had been for nothing more than sex, the chance to relieve the constant hunger that roiled inside him.The book will tell you all.Only i