The Mystic Wolves

Dedication & Acknowledgments

Dedication

To my husband, Mark

What man sits for hours, watching his favorite TV show on mute so his wife can write?

You. For that (and much more), you have my heart and soul forever. Thank you for believing in me. I love you.

To a greatly missed confidante, Craig

Thank you for encouraging me to write, even when I was adamant that I had nothing to say. It's okay for you to say, "I told you so." I deserve it. *grins*

Acknowledgements

When I think about the process of writing The Mystic Wolves, I realize there were so many people who joined me for this journey, whose influence can be found anywhere from helping to develop it, to the story itself.

As always, I am forever grateful to my best friend, Lacey. She has been a guiding force these last few months, and I honestly don't know what I'd do without her. She's one of my greatest cheerleaders and defenders, someone who has always believed in me and the stories I want to share. Whether it was going for drives to discuss the storyline or giggling over editing, I'm just so grateful for all she's done.

There is a group of people, friends who quickly became family, that I know have played an amazing role in not just my life, but also my writing. They are all incredible writers, sharing their talents freely and always there with a smile and heart whenever I needed it. I'm not quite sure they realize just how much they've inspired me, helping me find the confidence I was lacking. They are an important part of my day, and I'm honored to know them.

I would really love to thank those I chat with on Facebook. Don't let anybody fool you or try to say that social media is a waste of time. I have met so many incredible people, shared laughter and tears with them, and without a doubt, have been blessed by the way each of you have touched my life. Thank you for your acceptance and support. Thank you for putting up with my random status comments. But most of all, thank you for letting me swoon with you!

And finally, my deepest love to my husband, Mark. Whether it was listening to me work through the plot, making sure I had everything I needed to stay up all night, sending lunchtime texts just to see how I was doing, or running me a bath when I was exhausted and needed to think—he was there when I needed him most. You truly do remind me of Mason!

Bels