Beckoned (Book 1) The Brazil Werewolf Series

Chapter Four-Announcements

Hello, Lovelies, 

Thank you for joining me.  I hope you are enjoying Beckoned.  I am starting to see where I am changing a bit more.  Anyone who has read the original on ebook retailers, expect changes from this point on.  The original is still on sale in paperback and will remain on sale until I finish this version.  I do want to thank everyone who have supported my books in any way.  

I do have some news.  I have entered Twisted Souls and Sparked in the Wattys.  I will also be entering Dirty Little Secrets in the Wattys.  I don't know what to expect from it.  It is my first year entering.  I do think it is a wonderful thing for Wattpad to do.  For everyone else who has entered good luck.  Also, Dirty Little Secrets will be going through a cover change today for those who read it.  

I also want to thank you for giving Beckoned a chance.  I was really unsatisfied with it when I finished it in 2012.  It is the worst feeling in the world for an author to know they could have done better.  I never want to let my readers down.  So, any feedback, even constructive criticism is welcome.  

If you enjoy Beckoned, please consider voting.  Any comments are appreciated.  I do love interacting with you.  Any questions you can comment or send a message.  One more thing I would like to thank you for.  The amount of kindness I have received from the people in this community is heartwarming.  You are all just a great bunch of people.  Thank you so much!

-XXXX Amanda

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Even with Andre's promise of protection, I could not stop trembling. He glanced at me with a wrinkled brow as his father continued to toast us. It was as if the wolf's howl had never happened. They just continued with their lives as if the wolves presence was a normal occurrence. Andre squeezed my hand, trying to comfort me, but I was still terrified. The memory of the wolves who had almost attacked me was still too clear in my mind.

I took a deep breath and stared up at him, pursing my lips as my focus turned to him, desperate to get rid of the fear shaking through my body. What had caused his change in attitude toward me? Although I was thankful for his recent kindness, it was strange for him to go from angry to protective in a few short hours. I shook my head, realizing that it could only help our predicament. I had a feeling Andre also knew that, so I was finally able to push the thought from my mind.

Andre gave me a small smile as Gavriel's speech came to a close, a loud cheer erupting. As soon as it died down, Andre pulled me to a seat by the fire and motioned for me to sit down beside him.

I sighed as I settled on the bench of one of the many picnic tables surrounding the bonfire. Andre glanced at me, as if aware of my churning emotions. It seemed strange that he would already seem so attuned to my moods, but it was also comforting. I managed to give him a smile, though my lips trembled. He answered it with a crooked, breathtaking lift of his own. I found myself dazzled by him. He really was handsome...more so when he wasn't angry.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his eyes intense as they swept over my face, searching. He still gripped one of my hands in his, his thumb rubbing the top with a gentleness that calmed me.

"Yeah." I took a deep breath and blew it out. "There has just been so much to happen today."

He gave another crooked grin. My heart tripped over itself and I had to remind myself to breathe. "Tell me about it."

I almost smiled, but it died as soon as it touched my lips when my name floated to me again, louder this time. I straightened in my seat and glanced around. The voice seemed too real to be in my head. Andre stiffened and stood, pulling me to my feet and pushing me behind him.