Guest Spotlight by Katalina Leon
Portrait
of a Lone Wolf is book 7 in Decadent Publishing’s multi-author series, Black
Hills Wolves. Portrait of a Lone Wolf is my first contribution to the series. I
have a second book coming soon.
Blurb:
A mixed-blood Native American
wolf-shifter, abandoned by a teenage mother and ignored by an absentee father,
Rio Waya has never fit in or felt worthy of love. But when he comes home to the
Black Hills, he realizes he wants a mate of his own.
Recovering from a cheating ex who started a new family behind her back, Sela López seeks escape to pull her life back together. As a documentary filmmaker and wildlife photographer, she rents a cabin in the Black Hills with plans to film the beleaguered wolf population. But she’s so busy looking through a camera lens she doesn’t see trouble coming.
Sparks fly as mutual fears and vulnerabilities surface when Sela and Rio meet. She can’t figure out why the mysterious Mr. Waya is so anxious about having a documentary made of the Black Hills Wolves. But when his secret is exposed, all hell breaks loose. Can Rio win Sela’s trust and soothe her fears about allowing a hunky wolf-shifter into her heart?
Recovering from a cheating ex who started a new family behind her back, Sela López seeks escape to pull her life back together. As a documentary filmmaker and wildlife photographer, she rents a cabin in the Black Hills with plans to film the beleaguered wolf population. But she’s so busy looking through a camera lens she doesn’t see trouble coming.
Sparks fly as mutual fears and vulnerabilities surface when Sela and Rio meet. She can’t figure out why the mysterious Mr. Waya is so anxious about having a documentary made of the Black Hills Wolves. But when his secret is exposed, all hell breaks loose. Can Rio win Sela’s trust and soothe her fears about allowing a hunky wolf-shifter into her heart?
Excerpt
From
the corner of her eye, Sela glimpsed a huge silver-furred canine dart from
under a table, push a swinging door open with its muzzle, and disappear.
“Did
I just see a wolf?” Sela gasped.
A rude sputter surged past Gee lips. “A
wolf?”
She pointed toward the swinging door. “A large animal ran in there.”
Gee
appeared unfazed by her claim. “I hope not. That’s our kitchen.”
Sela sat at
the bar. “I think I’ve got wolves on the brain. May I please order some
food? I’ll take anything.” She glanced with suspicion at a cylindrical, vaguely
obscene-looking item set on a plate. “I’ll probably be sorry I asked, but what
is that?”
“Fried
pickle.” Gee grunted. “House specialty. Not too sure what we’ve got left. If
you’re hungry for something else, you’d do better going down the street.”
“The
ice-cream stand? It looked like they were closing for the night.” Sela’s gaze
drifted toward Mr. Hard-To-Read. On second glance, she noticed how attractive
he was in a rugged, swarthy sort of way. A fringe of thick lashes softened his
commanding dark eyes, which might have appeared intimidating to some. The
detail added a touch of beauty to an otherwise tough guy face. He was busy
tapping his palm against an inverted bottle of ketchup. Crimson sauce dripped
over a glistening patty three fingers thick. To add to the torment, he swirled
a golden fry into the luscious puddle.
She
turned toward Gee. “Any chance of getting a burger?”
Gee
crossed his heavy arms in front of his chest. “I’m pretty sure the grill’s shut
down for the night. Plaid shirt got the last one.” He offered the plate on the
countertop. “How about a cold fried pickle instead?”
Her
heart sank. “Is there a grocery store near?”
“Yes,”
Gee answered with a snort. “Won’t do you no good. They don’t open until eight
a.m.”
The
dark-eyed man slid his plate toward her. His gaze simmered. “You can have this
one.”
Shocked
by his gesture and almost salivating at the same time, she shook her head. “I
couldn’t take your meal. What about you?”
The
swinging kitchen doors burst open. A man with a rumpled head of silver hair
stormed toward the counter while tying an apron around his waist. “Last call
for food!” He sounded breathless. “Who needs something from the grill?” He
pointed at Sela. “How about you? What can I get you?”
Gee
looked appalled. “Damn you, Clive. I almost had her talked into the pickle.”
“Don’t
be a grouch,” Clive muttered. “The sooner the lady’s served the sooner she can
be on her way.”
Bio: Katalina Leon is an artist and
author who can’t commit to a single genre. Her favorite playgrounds are
historical, Sci-fi, contemporary, and most of all paranormal realms. Katalina
brings a sense of adventure and a touch of the mystical to erotic romance. She
believes there's a daring heroine inside every woman who wants to take a wild
ride with a strong worthy hero.
Black Hills Wolves, “Portrait
of a Lone Wolf” book 7, Katalina Leon
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