Kristal Hollis - Charmed By The Wolf

The Wolfan’s Redemption...

Wolf pack sentinel Tristan Durrance firmly believes happily and mated don’t go together. Until Penelope Buchanan arrives at Walker’s Run Resort. Nel’s undeniably gorgeous...and human. Tristan should steer clear of her. But she awakens an indescribable longing in him; one he can’t resist.

Nel’s ready to explore new things, and Tristan is one of them. But despite the visceral attraction between them, Nel senses he’s keeping some powerful secrets. Tristan will do anything to protect Nel. But he also knows the beast within him won’t stay hidden forever.

“Here’s something to warm you up.” Nel held out a coffee cup to Tristan.

“I’m not cold.” He accepted it anyway, his eyes tracking her every movement as she sat on the couch. He sat next to her, closer than she expected. His posture was rigid, his breathing tight and controlled. Nothing like the easygoing, self-assured guy she’d danced with all evening.

Nel cleared her throat. “Was everything okay on patrol tonight?”

“Penelope, what are you doing?” He placed his mug down on the table next to them.

“Trying to distract myself from the storm by having a conversation with you...except you’re not cooperating.”

Thunder broke overhead and Nel jumped. Tristan took the coffee cup from her hands and put it down next to his.

“Storms bother you?”

She nodded. “My dad used to read me stories as a distraction.”

Tristan leaned forward, grazing his cheek along her jaw.

“What kind of distraction are you looking for tonight?”

Southern born and bred, KRISTAL HOLLIS holds a psychology degree and has spent her adulthood helping people and animals. When a family medical situation resulted in a work sabbatical, she began penning deliciously dark paranormal romances as an escape from the real-life drama. But when the crisis passed, her passion for writing love stories continued. A 2015 Golden Heart® Award finalist, Kristal lives with her husband and two rescued dogs at the edge of the enchanted forest that inspires her stories.

Charmed by the Wolf

Kristal Hollis

www.millsandboon.co.uk

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For Keith.

Through all the ups and downs,

you remain my constant.

Contents

Cover

Back Cover Text The Wolfan’s Redemption... Wolf pack sentinel Tristan Durrance firmly believes happily and mated don’t go together. Until Penelope Buchanan arrives at Walker’s Run Resort. Nel’s undeniably gorgeous...and human. Tristan should steer clear of her. But she awakens an indescribable longing in him; one he can’t resist. Nel’s ready to explore new things, and Tristan is one of them. But despite the visceral attraction between them, Nel senses he’s keeping some powerful secrets. Tristan will do anything to protect Nel. But he also knows the beast within him won’t stay hidden forever.

Introduction “Here’s something to warm you up.” Nel held out a coffee cup to Tristan. “I’m not cold.” He accepted it anyway, his eyes tracking her every movement as she sat on the couch. He sat next to her, closer than she expected. His posture was rigid, his breathing tight and controlled. Nothing like the easygoing, self-assured guy she’d danced with all evening. Nel cleared her throat. “Was everything okay on patrol tonight?” “Penelope, what are you doing?” He placed his mug down on the table next to them. “Trying to distract myself from the storm by having a conversation with you...except you’re not cooperating.” Thunder broke overhead and Nel jumped. Tristan took the coffee cup from her hands and put it down next to his. “Storms bother you?” She nodded. “My dad used to read me stories as a distraction.” Tristan leaned forward, grazing his cheek along her jaw. “What kind of distraction are you looking for tonight?”

About the Author Southern born and bred, KRISTAL HOLLIS holds a psychology degree and has spent her adulthood helping people and animals. When a family medical situation resulted in a work sabbatical, she began penning deliciously dark paranormal romances as an escape from the real-life drama. But when the crisis passed, her passion for writing love stories continued. A 2015 Golden Heart® Award finalist, Kristal lives with her husband and two rescued dogs at the edge of the enchanted forest that inspires her stories.

Title Page Charmed by the Wolf Kristal Hollis www.millsandboon.co.uk

Dedication For Keith. Through all the ups and downs, you remain my constant.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Chapter 36

Chapter 37

Chapter 38

Extract

Copyright

Chapter 1

How dare the sun show its bright, bold face today?

And the serene, clear blue sky was simply all wrong.

The beauty and tranquility belittled the horrific tragedy that took place here, seven years ago to the day.

In his wolfan form, Tristan Durrance padded across the isolated forest cove. It had taken a long time, but the pack was finally healing. The violent loss of Mason Walker, the eldest Alpha son, had struck all the Wahyas in Walker’s Run hard, but particularly Tristan. Mason had saved his life, become his mentor and his closest friend. His senseless death was a deep wound that hadn’t quite closed.

Tristan wished he had been with Mason and his younger brother, Brice, on that fateful day. His presence wouldn’t have prevented the rogues’ attack, but he could’ve evened the odds. Maybe Mason wouldn’t have died and Brice wouldn’t have nearly lost his leg, if Tristan had only listened to his instincts.

Something had felt off that morning. The sensation had wormed its way beneath his skin and inched into his muscles, making him restless and irritable.

Much like today.

He blamed the feeling on working too hard, too little sleep and the anniversary of his best friend’s brutal murder.

Tristan never found peace when he came to the cove, but usually the dark, dank, somber woods nursed his misery. Today, however, all signs of the violent past were obliterated by fresh green moss, tiny blades of grass and delicate flowers with colorful petals stretching toward the barrage of morning sunbeams breaking through the tall, skinny pines. Even the gentle breeze carried the fresh, fragrant scent of summer.