The Matrons of the Tao Pack are on the hunt, seeking out unmated couples who would be a perfect match – even if they don’t know it yet.
Sander Burrows is a wolf with a broken spirit. During thirty-five years away from home and pack, he made a life for himself among the humans. Now, tragedy and a sense of failure drive him home into the arms of his loving family.
Aurora “Rory” Hanson hates Sander almost as much as she loves him. Humiliated at seventeen when he stood her up at the annual spring dance, she has since lived a life of relative solitude on the fringes of the pack.
When Sander catches sight and scent of Rory, feelings run hot. His wolf recognizes his mate and he’ll do just about anything to overcome Rory’s dislike of him. Even accept the assistance of four interfering busybodies.
The matrons want the old spring dance revived and what better way to “help” two fated wolves to happiness than to force Rory and Sander to work together on the organizing committee.
Finding love doesn’t get any easier even for wolves in their fifties. Misunderstandings, old hurts, and the sharp edge of Miss Kathy’s tongue must all be overcome if two old friends are to achieve true happiness.
Second chances are the name of the game for the Tao Pack. Let’s face it since Drew took over more and more of the pack has returned. Each family with it’s own issues, drive and solutions.
The Matchmaker sub-series stars four Matrons of the pack. The self designated matchmakers, Miss Kathy, Miss Lonnie, Miss Fern and Miss Claire. They are convinced that to be strong, the pack needs new mated couples to produce offspring.
Aurora (Rory) never left but stayed on the outskirts of the pack. She has a gift with plants and herbs, supplying them to the healers and the new diner.
As a police officer, Sander Burrows has had enough of the outside world when he faced yet one more failure. Not a failure as you might think, but more the inability to prevent yet another young person from falling prey to the streets. He feels the need for home and pack so he returns to the Black Hills and his family.
When Rory catches his scent near the construction of the new pack function hall, she knew she should have stayed away. Seeing him brought back painful memories she’d kept buried for years.
The matchmakers set things in motion by assigning Sander to escort Rory to the meetings for planning the opening of the function hall. Plans for a Spring Dance, that everyone seemed to be getting roped into a part of. This is a favorite scene from that meeting.
Thrum, thrum, thrum. Her pulse throbbed in her ears as she studied the man she had loved for most all of her life. His grin softened, the humor melting to a stronger, richer emotion. Paul tapped his pen softly on his pad. Sliding lower in his seat, he surreptitiously tried to escape his unexpected position of third wheel.
“Aurora? Aurora Jane!” Miss Lonnie rapped her knuckles on the table, startling Rory from her reverie.
“I’m sorry?” She turned toward the elder, the stars in her eyes shattering when she realized everyone around the table stared at her.
“We were talking about the decorations, dear,” Miss Fern interjected gently. “Lonnie wanted to know if you had any thoughts on the design, a theme perhaps?”
Theme? Seriously? As of an hour ago, Rory had been ensconced in her nice, peaceful little cabin, believing she had successfully ducked the committee, and now they expected her to have a theme? “Umm, theme, theme, theme.” She rubbed her damp palms on her jean-clad thighs, desperate to gather her scattered wits. “I thought I would open it up to suggestions. Do a little canvassing around town, see what the consensus is. Also, umm, until I have the dimensions of the hall, it’s hard to know what I’m working with, how big it is.” With a concerted effort, she forced her mouth shut against the stream of inanity.
“I’m sure that’s something Sander can help you with, dear,” Miss Lonnie said with a wicked smile as she turned her attention to the dark-haired wolf. “You’ll be happy to show Aurora how big it is, won’t you, Sander?” Turning in his seat, Sander took his sweet time as he studied her. His slow, lazy regard sent such a rush of blood to her cheeks, it made Rory light-headed.
“Miss Lonnie, I can’t think of anything I’d like to do more,” he drawled.
Hunkering down in her seat, Rory prayed for the ground to open up and swallow her whole. With a soft sigh, Paul reached beneath the table and gave the back of her hand a sympathetic pat.
It didn’t help. Nothing would help ever again.
Mating Dance (Black Hills Wolves #50) (Kindle Locations 539-555). Decadent Publishing. Kindle Edition.
Thus begins a challenge for Sander and Rory, could she get over the past and take her mate? Only time will tell.
Rory and Sander both work with the teens of the pack, and in the process learn more of the pack around them. I really loved the way this story played out. I cried more than once, mostly happy tears. So be sure have some tissues handy. This yet another great love story from Merryn complete with lots of sizzle.
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Merryn Dexter is a military spouse who, after a varied employment career (from selling sandals to old ladies with bunions to being a health and safety coordinator for a construction company), is thrilled to be pursuing her dream career as a romance writer. She likes The Winchesters, Spike, Hotch, Loki and watching complicated European Noir. Her hobbies include crying at books, crying at movies, crying at tv serials (there’s a theme!) and believes all stories should have a Happy Ending.