Winter Awakening (Black Hills Wolves #62)

Decadent Publishing Company

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 30,700
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Sara Philips has come home after almost twelve years. Married to a man she planned on claiming as her own and telling about the babies she carried, she never got the chance. Now, the widowed mother of twin ten-year-old rambunctious boys, she has learned what true happiness is along with the gut wrenching pain of loss.

Ero and Luc Mathews, the dark and light twins, are waiting for the one. For the last year, women have come and gone from their life without that spark of recognition. When Sara steps into Los Lobos Café looking for a job, the punch to Ero’s gut, shocks him to his core. But he worries the connection won’t be there for his brother.

Love and Luc aren’t synonymous with each other. Where his brother is the ever optimist, he’s more incline to sit back and let everything play out. However, when he sees Sara in the convenience store, he can’t stop thinking about her. There’s something hidden within those amber-colored eyes of hers.

With the Solstice upon them, Gee enlists their help in a little scavenger hunt of sorts. They have ten days to find their item and present it to him on the night of the festivities.

Having to work together keeps them in close quarters and ignites a passion Sarah hasn’t felt since before her husband died. But, with two children and a nosey mother always asking questions, she doesn’t have time to consummate their budding mating. However, on the night of the solstice, both men will have what is rightfully theirs. The only question is, can her heart stand another chance at love?

Winter Awakening (Black Hills Wolves #62)
1 Ratings (3.0)

Winter Awakening (Black Hills Wolves #62)

Decadent Publishing Company

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 30,700
1 Ratings (3.0)
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Sarah stopped at the schoolhouse door. “Have a good day. Don’t give Miss Adrie a hard time.” She then kissed both of their foreheads. “If you ace your spelling tests, I’ll ask Grandma to bake you a treat.”

“Aw, Mom.” Dylan rubbed his forehead. “Not in front of everyone else.”

Charles followed suit. “Yeah. We’re not babies anymore.”

No, they weren’t. Soon, they’d experience their first shift. “You’re right. But, you’re still my boys.” She turned them to face the class. “Go on now. Have a good day.”
She waited for the boys to take their seats then hurried into town. The café opened early, and she didn’t want to be late, even though she didn’t have to be there until eight thirty. Anticipation curled through her veins. The need to see Ero again, and Luc, had her quickening her pace. All of her plans went out the window when she thought about her mates. Her wolf pulled her in the direction she needed to be, not wanted to be.


She glanced up at the greeting and stopped dead in her tracks. Luc.


“On your way to work?” He crowded her, backing her up against the wall of one of the empty buildings.

Her heart leapt into her throat. Her stomach flip-flopped. Every inch of her tingled as adrenaline twined with desire pumped through her system. Again, the tantalizing aroma of cedar and spice wafted around her, making her drunk on his scent. “Y-yeah.” She fisted her hands at her sides, willing herself not to touch him for fear of what might happen in public.

He leaned in and nuzzled her. “My brother’s mark looks good on you.” He ran his tongue up the other side of her neck. “Mine will look even better.”

She bit back a moan. “I-I really need to get to work.”

“Shh, I know you do.” He placed his hands on her hips, holding her in place. “When’s your lunch hour?”

“Why?” Her eyes fluttered shut as he kissed the column of her throat.

He chuckled. The purely masculine sound sent a shiver of arousal down her spine. “Because I want to spend some time with you.” He brushed his lips over hers and groaned.

When she gasped, he took advantage. Unlike his brother’s, Luc’s kiss had a sensual edge to it. With each flick of his tongue, she wanted to give over. He gave as good as he took, and when he coaxed her to take from him, her body responded in ways she didn’t think were possible. Her skin grew incredibly tight and sensitive. Her nipples hardened to the point of pain, and she squeezed her thighs to try to alleviate the ache. Then he fisted his hand in her hair and tilted her head just so. The warm open-mouth kisses he left along her jaw were deviously delightful. She shivered as he tongued the hollow spot at the juncture of her neck and shoulder. He scraped her flesh with his teeth, almost in the same manner as Ero, and she whimpered. What have I gotten myself into with these two?

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