The Tamer

The Tamer

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The woman's eyes trailed along the body of the girl laying on the ground, a sick smile formed on her face, her twisted beauty illuminated the night. "We might stay here a while, Luca." And with that, the Tamer lead the way home. ............................................................................ The Curse of becoming a Tamer has been around since time itself. Through bloodline and triggered when met with a near-death experience, a Tamer controls the pack, without the gift to shift themselves. As the "Alpha", their word is a command, and anyone who breaks command is punished by the gods themselves. Abelia is the Tamer of the New York pack. Born in 1673, she's gone through 6 packs and is one of the highest respected Tamer in North America. But in a new territory and being off the grid for years, she realizes assimilating into society in 2019 is extremely different and difficult.
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BOOK 2 The way his breath fanned my cheeks, how big his hand felt around my wrists, how easy it would be to lean up and press my lips to his. A rush of heat ran to my core. I groaned and tried squirming again. My wolf surfaced, showing him our yellow eyes. She wanted him, and she wanted him to know just how much. Just then I felt my underwear dampen. "Arlo." I whimpered. I was embarrassed, he was too old for me. That's what he kept saying, that's what I kept saying. Waiting was the only way he'd have me. And I was willing to wait, but my body wasn't. My wolf was new, she didn't have his self control. He closed his eyes, pressing his forehead to mine. My breathing was erratic as his lips were just centimeters from mine. "Clean yourself up." He growled, slowly releasing my wrists and taking his warm weight off of me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After the death of Alpha Deacon Vidar, his Beta Arlo Henson, tried his best to be there for Deacon's mate Ellis and child Althea. After a few years Ellis re-mated and Arlo decided it was no longer appropriate to be so close to little Althea, seeing as the pull he felt towards her was only growing. After 13 years of staying away from the family, he is called in for a possible threat. Althea is 17 now and feeling the stress of taking over as pack leader, as well as finishing high school. On top of everything she's stuck training with her dead fathers best friend, Beta Arlo. She is filled with rage when finding out Arlos long kept secret. Will Arlo's love for Althea outweigh his respect for his dead friend? Will Althea forgive and fall into the pull she has with Arlo? Are there secrets about Alpha Vidar's death that don't add up? Their taboo love will be the least of their worries...

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