Strength Enduring – Talon Pack Book 8 by Carrie Ann Ryan

Strength Enduring
Talon Pack Book 8
NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
Carrie Ann Ryan


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In the penultimate novel of the Talon Pack series from NYT Bestselling Author Carrie Ann Ryan, an Enforcer must make the ultimate choice when it comes to a human woman with a secret she doesn’t know she holds.

Kameron Brentwood has only one thing on his mind: defeating the enemy. He doesn’t have time for a human woman who sets his teeth on edge and makes his wolf prowl. It shouldn’t matter that she’s his mate because he’s always thought that mating is a distraction. Yet as soon as he gets to know the woman, he figures out that there’s no hiding from the attraction he feels for her.

Dhanielle Coburn has always been on the outside looking in when it comes to the Talon Pack, but she’s not about to let fate and the moon goddess decide her path for her. If and when she takes Kameron as a mate, it will be her choice. Yet when she suddenly finds herself in the Pack’s inner sanctum, deeper than she ever thought possible, she has to fight not only her need for the man in front of her but also a hidden secret about her family she didn’t even know she had.

When the choice is pulled from both of their hands, the two will need to learn who they are apart, and who they can be together. Because there’s more to mating than a mark and a prophecy that has come back to haunt them. And even though they may be fated, the ultimate sacrifice just might take them both in the end.

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Dhanielle ‘Dhani’ Coburn has been having dreams, vivid ones. She has always had ‘feelings’ about things and when she loses her teaching job, because of her association with the Talon pack she heads there to be with her friends.

She knows she needs to be with the pack, and then there is the issue that her and Kameron are mates.

This is a favorite scene, when she has the dream again.

The flames parted, and another surge of fire slammed into her—this time, the burning almost real. She screamed.

Then she found herself sitting up in bed, the scream all too real this time, and sweat dampening her skin. She swallowed hard, trying to calm her erratic heartbeat. It wasn’t easy when all she wanted to do was wrap herself in a blanket and try not to let vertigo take over. Because she couldn’t seem to suck in enough breath.

Then someone slammed what sounded like his or her fist against the door multiple times, and she almost screamed again.

She wasn’t in Kansas anymore. Instead, she was in the middle of a wolf den. This time, instead of Dorothy, she was more like Little Red Riding Hood. Or maybe Goldilocks. If Goldilocks had wolves—but she was in and out of beds, so that counted. The loud knock on her door came again, and she got out of bed, wrapping an afghan around her shoulders as she made her way out of her bedroom, through her small living room, and to the door. She looked through the peephole, and though she should have been annoyed; instead, her whole body relaxed at the sight of who was on the other side.

She opened the heavy, oak door, and Kameron walked right in as if he owned the place, his bare chest with its light dusting of hair glistening under the moonlight since he was a tad sweaty. She did her best not to stare at the sweats riding very low on his hips. Very low. The damn man was way too sexy for his own good. No, scratch that, he was way too sexy for her good.

“I heard a scream. Are you okay?” His voice was a low growl that went straight to her lady parts. She would not cross her legs to relieve the ache.

Her eyes widened, and she could feel her cheeks blush. “You heard me? What were you doing, standing right outside?”

“No, my house is right behind those trees. I’m actually closer to you than Dawn and Mitchell are.” His gaze traveled over her body, and she wrapped the afghan around herself a little tighter. She was only wearing a T-shirt and panties, and suddenly, she felt cold. Bare.

She licked her lips, and his gaze followed the movement. “I didn’t know that.” Someone probably should have warned her, but it wasn’t as if anyone knew what was going on—or not going on—between them. “But I’m okay. I just had a bad dream.” Or a dream that wasn’t a dream, but she didn’t really know how to tell him that. “I’m sorry I woke you up. I didn’t mean to. I didn’t know that I screamed that loudly.”

He shook his head then ran his hand through his hair. The action brought her attention to his bulging biceps, and she almost swooned. Seriously, swooned. It was going to take all of her energy to resist this man.

“You weren’t that loud. I just have more acute senses than most wolves, and definitely better than humans…especially when it comes to you.”

“Oh. The whole mating thing?” She didn’t know anything about how any of that worked. And since it seemed so personal, she hadn’t asked too many questions when it came to Aimee’s and Dawn’s matings.

“Yeah. Seems so. As the Enforcer, I’ve always been able to hear things farther out in the distance than most. Gideon is really the only one who can match me, and he’s Alpha. I can usually drown out most sounds since it would be too much for me to function without that ability, but I can’t ignore you.” He paused, and she was grateful because there was a lot packed into that statement. “You sure you’re okay? I know I’m not the best at talking about important things, but if you need to talk about your dream, I can listen. Or I can go wake up one of your friends who would probably be much better at it.”

And that was how she knew that this Kameron was going to be far more dangerous than the one who was icy and cold to her. Because she knew that his go-to setting was to tighten his jaw and scare off anyone that could possibly hurt those he loved and protected. But the fact that he was so helpful now, so intuitive? That would be the Kam that could possibly make her think about fate more than she should.

“I’m okay. Really. I have dreams sometimes. Doesn’t make for a good bed partner.” She snapped her mouth shut and met his gaze. Thankfully, he didn’t say anything, but she could see the wolf in his eyes surface at her words. She had to be careful what she said when it came to Kameron, and they were both well aware of that.

“If you’re sure. I can check out the house and the surrounding area if you want.”

He was such a protector. So much so that he was pushing away anyone that could possibly interfere with that role. Not that she had much to say about it since she would probably do the same in his shoes. Maybe.

“I’m okay,” she repeated. “Why don’t you go back to your place and get some sleep. I know you have a thousand things on your mind, and you don’t need to worry about my nightmares.”

“Maybe someone should.” And with that, he left her house, not touching her in the slightest, yet she could still feel the heat radiating off his skin. The man was more than dangerous for her, but she knew the pull between them meant something. It was that knowing again, the kind that annoyed her to no end because she didn’t know where it came from.

She never knew what any of it meant.
Ryan, Carrie Ann. Strength Enduring (Talon Pack Book 8) (pp. 60-64). Carrie Ann Ryan. Kindle Edition.

When Dhani’s parents go on television saying she has been kidnapped by the pack, decisions come fast and furious.

A televised mating ceremony, dreams, premonitions, traitors, revelations, and so much more will have you on the edge of your seat as we find out more about Dhani. On top of all that, the Aspen Alpha, Blade, escalates his threats to a whole new level.

I can’t wait to read what is sure to be an enthralling conclusion to this series.

5 Contented Purrs for Carrie Ann!

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Carrie Ann Ryan

Carrie Ann Ryan is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of contemporary and paranormal romance. Her works include the Montgomery Ink, Redwood Pack, Talon Pack, and Gallagher Brothers series, which have sold over 2.0 million books worldwide. She started writing while in graduate school for her advanced degree in chemistry and hasn’t stopped since. Carrie Ann has written over fifty novels and novellas with more in the works. When she’s not writing about bearded tattooed men or alpha wolves that need to find their mates, she’s reading as much as she can and exploring the world of baking and gourmet cooking.

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