Before the Dawn
“I need brightness in my life.” ~Nicodemus
Samantha Moore doesn’t know she’s a werewolf. For years she believed she was a monster until a hot stranger walks into her father’s bar. With the promise of a better life and freedom from a cage, she decides to trust her animal instincts.
Nicodemus Wolcott works for the shape-shifter Tribunal. When he goes to investigate a report of a distressed shifter, he doesn’t expect to find his mate. He can teach his she wolf how to be a werewolf, but his one chance at love could be lost when nothing turns out as it seemed.
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She wasn’t lying. He could smell lies, but he didn’t think she had killed anyone. Cases like this were rare but not unheard of. He pulled at his stubble on his chin. “Do you know what you are?”
“A freak.” She wiped her nose with the back of her hand, smearing dirt across her cheek.
“No.” He stood up and took a step back, well aware how large he was compared to her. The Wolcott family had a Kodiak-bear shifter in their line, making them larger than the average wolf. “You’re beautiful.” He took a step closer to her. When she didn’t move, he closed the distance between them and crouched down next to her. “You’re in danger. It’s normal to do what we call a semi-shift when you’re frightened or angry.”
“N-Normal?” Hope filled her Nordic-blue eyes.
“Want to see mine?”
Her hand fisted, and she scowled at him. “This isn’t funny. I’ve hurt people, and I am a freak.”
“You are a werewolf, just like I am. Just like Ozz and just like Aiden Hyde.” He held her gaze while she processed the information.
Her fangs and claws retracted, and she scooted closer to the tree trunk. “Prove it.”
“As you wish.” He closed his eyes. Dragged up the memory of her scream. Scented her fear. Fangs dropped into his mouth. His fingernails elongated and curled like claws. He opened his eyes and held her gaze. “Do you have any memory of turning into a wolf?”
She wiped her face and leaned forward. Wonder and fear were bright in her eyes. She reached out and touched the tip of his fang. “You’re like me. Oh my god. I’m not the only one like this.”