If you are following this awesome series, you will remember a glimpse of the beginning from Another Chance BHW #41.
It is that beginning which is truly the start of something very special for our two main characters, Riley and Amber. Here is one of my favorite scenes.
Luna, the man was gorgeous. She gaped at him, a jagged lightning bolt of need striking her dumb. Muscled and masculine, with bulging biceps and thighs and sharp angles in all the right places, he sported a scruffy head of inky hair she ached to run her fingers through. The hint of a five o’clock shadow sculpted his cheeks and strong chin.
An erotic shiver coiled through her, a sensation she’d never felt before. A sense of…rightness. Something like…destiny…her fate somehow entwined with that of the distant man.
Mine.
She stared at the baseball player’s image on the screen, stunned when the ball dribbled out of his glove and he glowered back into the camera as if he could see her, too, his eyes sharp and cool as frost. She recoiled, putting more distance between her and the TV.
The man stepped off the pitcher’s mound, a dumbfounded expression narrowing his eyes. He bit his sensual lower lip. Had he forgotten himself and where he was? She suspected his air of befuddlement was unnatural, a condition foreign to such a dominant and confident man.
A few moments later, he tossed a giant cream puff, the opposing batter squashing it in an instant. He raised his left arm as the ball shot back to him like a bullet. She could almost hear the stunning impact of horsehide and flesh as the ball barreled into his hand like a speeding locomotive. Her jaw dropped, and she stared at the screen in horror as the big, sexy male fell to the pitcher’s mound and rolled around in the dirt in apparent agony.
His pain became her pain. Sickness gripped her at the hideous scene unfolding before her eyes.
“No,” she whispered. “No, no, no, no, no!”
She reached toward the television set, wanting to grab the male through the flickering screen and bring him toward her to hug him against her body and give him comfort. To heal him.
Without warning, four wolves and a giant bear bounded into the room, howling and roaring as they skidded to a halt and slid back into their human forms.
“Dear Sweet Luna,” one of the wolves shouted. “We’ve found them.” The man knelt beside her, grasping her hand in his much larger one. She flinched away, yanking her fingers from his steady grip.
“Sweetheart, it’s me,” he murmured.
She stared at the TV and the writhing ballplayer, even as the others swept up Garnet and bore her away.
“Help him,” she mumbled, her gestures frantic as she pointed at the jumping images.
“Help who?” The wolf looked around and then shook his head. “Amber, honey, don’t you recognize me?” Tears streamed down her rescuer’s face, and his voice choked. “It’s Chance.”
Amber’s Ace (Black Hills Wolves #51) (Kindle Locations 299-321). Decadent Publishing. Kindle Edition.
What’s so special you ask. Aside from being rescued from an encampment Amber just claimed her mate, and he heard her across the miles. Unfortunately his injury and her experiences under Magnum’s rule may very well keep them apart.
While Amber and her twin sister Garnet have started a successful jewelry business, Riley starts working with the young wolves, swimming with them and teaching them teamwork with baseball.
A love story at it’s best with the aid of the Matchmaking Matrons. Whose idea this time is a variation on a barn raising with an auction for picnic baskets. Both male and female would participate, with culinary offerings or something from their own specialty. To take place once the baseball field was completed.
A tearful yet happy read, as Amber and Riley work their way to acceptance of what happened to them.
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