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Liam surveyed the damaged wall and the splintered glass and wood. I couldn’t tell him what happened. Aric and my sisters would be hurt—or worse. But I couldn’t lie to Liam. Like most preternaturals, he could smell a lie. So I worked to calm my racing heart and tried to gather my words carefully.
He helped me to stand once he failed to sense any immediate danger. His eyes widened as he took in my state. “Good Lord, Celia. What happened?”
“I was attacked,” I gasped, still unable to speak clearly.
Liam swept me into his arms, moving me away from the shards of glass. “Tell me who did this to you!”
“Our . . . enemy.”
Liam sniffed the air. I panicked, thinking he’d detect Anara’s scent. “Wolves. Wolves have been here,” he said.
Wolves?“I don’t recognize their scent.” Liam threw a blanket on the couch and gently lay me over it. “Hang on, Celia. I’ll call Aric—”
“No! Liam, you can’t call Aric.”
“Celia, I have to, you’re hurt.”
My throat ached and it burned to talk. “I don’t want him to see me like this. He’s already dealing with a lot. Please, Liam, just get me to Misha’s house. Emme can heal me there.”
Liam’s face split with guilt and uncertainty. As one of Aric’s Warriors, he was blood-bound to protect me as Aric’s mate, but he was also obliged to obey him. “Celia, I know he’s in his own personal hell, but you’re his priority. He’ll want to be here.”
“Emme is who I need right now. There’s still blood running down my back.”
In an instant, Liam was behind me, examining my wounds. I wasn’t a were. I couldn’t heal. “Oh, shit. I’ll get you to Emme right away.”
Liam lifted me and raced toward the door, kicking the empty boxes he’d dropped on the porch out of his way. He must have arrived to remove his belongings from the bedroom he and Emme had shared.
The bright sunlight burned my eyes. I shut them tight until we reached Liam’s SUV. The moment he strapped me in, he stomped on the accelerator and roared out of our cul-de-sac. “What exactly happened, Celia? And why did I only smell your blood?”
“I was caught off guard.”
Liam frowned. “What the hell? You’re always on guard.”
“I’ve been distracted because of . . . everything. Look, I can’t keep talking. It hurts too much.” It was true, but mostly I was running out of ways to be creative with my answers.
“Sorry, Celia—I wasn’t thinking. I’m just trying to figure things out. Don’t worry. You’ll be with Emme soon.”
The relief I felt was short-lived. Almost immediately, he called the one person I dreaded most.
Aric’s voice pulsed with strain from the moment he answered. “Liam, I told you now’s not a good time—”
“What? Is she all right?”
“She’s not dying.” Liam gave me the once-over. “At least, I don’t think she is. But she’s pretty fucked up. Near as I can figure she was attacked by a bunch of Tribe wolves.”
The Tribe were the evil band of bastards who had awoken the even more evil and bigger bastard demon. In stopping them, we’d decimated their numbers, but they were still out there—thankfully providing the perfect scapegoat.
Aric’s breaths came out fast. “When did this happen?”
Liam sniffed the air around me. “By the way the dry blood on her smells, about an hour ago.”
Aric let out a string of swearwords. “By the way the dry blood smells on her!”
“Well, yeah, she’s still bleeding.”
“How bad is it?”
“Pretty bad, but I think she’ll live.” He shook his head when he took another look at me. “Damn, you should see her. She looks like hell . . .”
I groaned. Way to keep Aric calm, Liam.
Length: 280 pages
Publisher: Loveswept (November 18, 2014)
The Weird Girls return in another edge-of-your-seat novel from Cecy Robson! Just when Celia thinks the supernatural world can’t turn deadlier, a new rival emerges, proving just how dangerous a power-hungry were can be.
Since being cursed with unique abilities, Celia Wird and her three sisters have fought the most bloodthirsty preternaturals in the Lake Tahoe region. But Celia’s greatest threat is someone she would have never suspected: Anara, a werewolf Elder who has allowed his hatred for Celia to spiral out of control. In a play for dominance, Anara tortures Celia and gives her an ultimatum: sever her mate bond with pureblood were Aric—or Anara will kill everyone she loves.
From the instant they met, Celia and Aric have shared an attraction that cannot be tamed. So keeping Aric away is impossible, and Aric would sooner die than allow anyone to hurt the woman he loves. Misha, master vampire and Celia’s sworn protector, also finds his way into the chaos, seeking blood from those who have harmed her.
Now Celia and her sisters are caught in the middle of a war driven by lust, fueled by hatred, and destined to end in tragedy. For Anara is a force to be reckoned with, and he will not succumb without robbing Celia of those who hold her heart.
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