In A Halloween to Remember, Book Nine in #1 best-selling Amazon Romance writer Trinity Blacio’s futuristic Running in Fear series, Halloween was supposed to be about monsters, treats and fun, but Shelly Glassgo has had enough of monsters to last her a lifetime. You would think that the threat of war around the corner would bring people together, but that was not the case. How could a big cat love a small wolf?
Bo was tired, with the move, settling his people—and the new ones that were joining their den—it had all kept him to busy. He didn't see his Little Wolf's need and for that he would never forgive himself. But Bo was bound and determined to make sure her Halloween was filled with treats—three big ones—Argo, Buck and White Eagle.
All Hallows’ Eve came early for them: their marriage and mating would be one to remember, but it would seem the monsters have been awakened and were getting ready for the attack.
Shelly should have known Bo had been watching her; he never let his guard down and apparently, he kept tabs on her as well.
“Where are you going, my little wolf? I thought we would try out the new toys in one of the private rooms,” Bo almost purred.
“I don’t think so. You dragged me here, but I have no intention of visiting this place. If you want to go for it, I’ll just hit the club in town where I belong.” She yanked out of his arms and shifted as she ran away from him.
The roar behind her gave Shelly the first clue that she was in trouble, but the sound of his massive paws hitting the cement floor behind her had her whimpering as she ran around the corner, heading toward their underground city, or commons, as everyone called it.
When her husband shifted, his leopard form was much larger than her wolf, and his claws could easily cut her open. Bo nipped at her butt and she yelped as her paws went out from under her and she slid into the wall.
Her head hit with thud and Shelly shifted back to her human body, moaning as she grabbed her head. “Damn it, Bo!” She glared at him as he shifted, then sat next to her and pulled her into his lap.
“You know better than to run from me. Let me see,” he ordered and gently removed her hand. “Ouch, that looks like a nice knot.” He leaned in and kissed the bump on it “You going to tell me what’s bothering you?” he asked, keeping his arms around her and rubbing his chin on the top of her head, trying to calm her.
“I’m tired of repeating myself. You and your clan can just go ahead and cut yourselves off from everyone, but I’m not having any of it. I’m going back to our home in the city. If you want to stay out here, go for it. It’s not like I’ll be missed here anyway.” She tried to pull out of his arms, but he held on to her.
“Little Wolf, I’ve explained this. My cats are used to the mountains, the fresh air. We haven’t cut ourselves off, we’re just making adjustments, is all. Don’t you think the others are doing the same? I know for a fact the demons have their own club already up and running. They even invited us to it.” He ran his hands up and down her arms, his voice even and strong.
“I’m a wolf, Bo, or have you forgotten? You, your brothers and the pack built this place with one purpose: to keep others out. Well, guess what? I’m the one of the others.” She glared back at him with tears in her eyes, wishing for the first time she was a cat so she could please him. “For the last month that’s all I’ve heard from everyone. How you couldn’t wait to have a place to yourselves. Where your cats could relax and not have to socialize with others.” She turned away from him as a tear rolled down her cheek. “Do you know how much that hurt each time one of you said it? Even the women now treat me as if I’m dirt.” She shook her head. “I want no part of this place and I will never step foot in it again.”