Wolf Clash
(New Dawn #4.5)
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While war looms on the horizon, two powerful wolves fight a far more intimate war in this next installment of the New Dawn novels.
Logan’s childhood taught him love comes with the potential of pain. Long ago, he decided he’d never have a mate, but one explosive encounter with Mia—a woman as lethal as she is beautiful—has him questioning everything. There’s a problem. Her heart’s as closed off as his and winning her isn’t going to be easy.
River Run soldier Mia doesn’t allow men close, especially not those who hope to capture her heart. The last person she expects to find herself drawn to is a Dark Shadow wolf renowned for his playboy ways. Not only is he sexy, but he’s also charming—a dangerous combination. Getting close to Logan will end in heartbreak. But with Logan’s bold pursuit to win her difficult to ignore, there’s a clash coming.
Logan and Mia find themselves playing the most passionate of games and when everything comes to a head, they must decide if loves worth the risk.
*Please note this is a Novella
Wolf Clash (New Dawn #4.5)
by Rachel M. Raithby
Genre: YA/NA Fantasy Romance
Release Date: August 4th 2019
by Rachel M. Raithby
Genre: YA/NA Fantasy Romance
Release Date: August 4th 2019
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Mia
was in a foul mood. Pete had groped her ass one too many times during training,
and it had driven her to the point of breaking. His possessiveness was sign
she’d slept with him one too many times. Mia could say the words “this is casual.
I’m not looking for a relationship” a million times, and it would never get
through. Well, not to the smaller, dumber “second” male brain anyway. She’d
give Pete one last chance. Then she’d have no choice but to beat his ass and
put him back in his place. A good beating was sure to hurt a man’s pride, and
taking away his pride was like castrating him.
It
did the trick every time.
But
none of that helped improve her mood for her night shift. And to make matters
worse, she’d been paired for patrol with none other than Dark Shadow’s renowned
playboy.
“In a
great mood as always, I see,” Logan said in greeting.
Mia
snarled. As the sound left her throat, she realized it was a little too
aggressive and a lot unfair.
Logan’s
wolf flashed into his eyes, glowing copper peering out, but he also took a step
back and lifted his hands, palms out. “Whoa, Mia. It was a joke.”
His
response surprised her; Logan was a dominant wolf, and they rarely backed down
from uncalled for aggression. “Sorry.”
He
raised his eyes as they shifted to their browner human color. “Who’s pissed you
off?”
“Just
men thinking I’m nothing but a pretty thing to look at.”
Logan
smiled. “You’re certainly pretty to look at.”
Mia
growled softly in warning, causing Logan’s grin to widen.
“But!
That’s not all you are.”
Mia
huffed, crossing her arms across her chest. “Not falling for your charm,
Logan.”
“Sure?
Not melting a little?” He winked.
Mia
glared. Damn it. I wanna smile.
“Want
to fight away your bad mood?”
Now
he’s talking. Mia’s wolf pushed forward, filling her eyes. “Sure, if
you want to take on a pissed-off wolf?” she warned, daring him with her gaze.
“Oh,
darling.” Logan smirked. “You’re forgetting I’m the more senior here.”
He
was right; he was the more senior in rank, but that didn’t mean he was more
dominant. Not that she planned on informing him. There was no need to hurt his
feelings by pointing out she was top dog. Or top wolf in this case.
Instead,
Mia smiled seductively and blew Logan a kiss. “Don’t hold back on me, babe.”
She lifted a hand and crooked a finger.
“Not
a chance,” he whispered, darting forward, fists clenched, arms ready.
Mia
met him halfway, dodged his first hit, deflected his second. Her blood was
singing, adrenaline washing away all traces of her previous frustration and
anger. As promised, Logan wasn’t holding back. He moved with a grace she hadn’t
expected, a lethal beauty that was kind of turning her on.
His
foot kicked out, connecting with her middle. He pulled back at the last
second—their objective to connect not hurt. But still, the force was enough to
have her breath rushing out of her and sliding back a step.
Mia
shook her head and laughed. “Oh, you’re going to pay for that one.”
“Do
your worst, chick.”
She
ignored the sexist term he’d used, deciding it didn’t matter when he was
looking at her as an equal and not a piece of skirt. Avoiding his next attack,
Mia twisted. Using her smaller frame to her advantage, she got close enough to
lay hands on him and brought Logan to the ground.
Her
knee met his stomach, as she pinned his shoulders. He struggled once, twice,
before managing to flip her. His triumphant expression should have infuriated
Mia, but it only made the game sweeter.
“Your
move,” he said breathlessly.
There
was no way she’d get him off her without playing dirty. Logan was heavier and
taller, and she didn’t have the strength to move him. Relaxing just a fraction,
Mia allowed her gaze to turn alluring, her lips to lift just a little.
Wriggling her hand free, she brought it up and beckoned him toward her mouth.
Lust
filled his gaze, but Logan wasn’t so easily fooled. “Not falling for it,” he
mused.
Mia
licked her lips and held his gaze.
The
smile on his face faltered, his eyes focusing on her mouth, and Mia knew she’d
won. His head dipped, his mouth brushing hers as she brought her knee up into
his gut, pushing him off.
Logan
growled, rolling away and jumping to his feet. “Not fair,” he said
breathlessly.
Mia
too was breathing heavily, and it had nothing to do with the exertion of
fighting. The slight brush of his lips had been enough to flood her system with
desire.
Maybe
there’s more than one way to work off my frustration?
Stalking
toward Logan, Mia took him in. She’d noticed him of course; you couldn’t meet
him without appreciating his pure male beauty, but that didn’t mean she’d
actually thought about sleeping with him. He was part of the Dark Shadow pack
after all, but she figured one night wasn’t going to jeopardize the alliance.
She was just blowing off a bit of steam with some good old-fashioned adult fun.
No harm, no foul.
“I’m
not falling for it again, Mia, so you can wipe that ‘get me naked’ look off
your face.”
Mia
smiled, prowling toward him with intent. He stood his ground and deflected her
next few hits. They were panting and sweaty when Mia once again was tumbling
Logan to the ground. This time though, the only emotion swirling through her
blood was one of need, desire. Logan was hot, single, and she was a grown woman
with a healthy appetite for sex; her night shift was looking up.
“Mia?”
Logan whispered, confusion and hunger filling his face.
“There’s
more than one way to work off a bad day,” she answered, claiming his lips.
Rachel M. Raithby started her writing career in 2013 and hasn’t looked back. She draws her inspiration from the many places she has lived and traveled, as well as from her love of the paranormal and thriller movies. She can often be found hiding out with a good book or writing more fast-paced and thrilling stories where love always conquers all. A Brit who has lived in many places, she now resides in a small town in New Zealand, with her dog, three cats and four children.
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