Wolf of Stone (The Gypsy Healer Series, Book 2)by Quinn Loftis
SynopsisDalton Black, a Canis lupis full of guilt and anger, never expected to find his true mate. Perhaps already slipping into madness, he had resigned himself to the fact that he would walk the earth without the other half of his soul. He was convinced that his sins were enough to keep the Great Luna from giving him such a blessing. He knew it was probably better that way. His past was as dark as his name and after three centuries of running from it, the memories were finally catching up to him. But all of those resignations evaporated when he saw her broken and bloodied body lying on that alter. Though the man didn’t recognize her, the wolf did. Through battle and bloodshed he was able to save her from the evil that held her captive, but now he would need her to save him from himself.
Jewel Stone was wholly unaware of the ancient bloodlines of Gypsy Healers, mates to Canis lupis and protectors of the packs – much less that she carried that blood herself. But when a beautiful but deadly woman showed up in her home and ripped her from her realm, she knew her life would never be the same. Her mother, Gem, a fortune teller, had warned her that something was coming, that her life was about to change dramatically, but like everyone else, Jewel had dismissed her as a crazy person.
Jewel was the laughing stock of her school simply because Gem was her mother. And up until now, her life was one big disappointment after another. Instead of heeding her mother’s warning, she hid in her books, burying herself behind knowledge, both fact and fiction. She escaped into worlds created by others and filled her mind with facts of every kind in an effort to push away the hurtful words that others bombarded her with. Despite all of her knowledge and all of her fantastical stories, she never dreamed her own future would be full of adventure, danger, passion, and the possibility of unconditional love. As she lay unconscious after her first bloody encounter in the fae realm, her only chance of survival lay in the hands of a man scarred by his past, disfigured both emotionally and physically, and beyond the reach of any who had tried to help him.
Can two broken people, who carry the other half of each other’s souls, span the chasm between them and restore the innocence ripped from both their lives? Will they let the promise of healing love overcome the difference in age and experience, and the separation of species and realms? Or will they give in to the fear and doubt that would keep them from one another for eternity?
“Okay, regardless of the fact that I can’t see all the cool little pixie people, and their beautiful realm, I know you guys have to be as bored as I am. And by bored I mean I’m thinking of banging my head repeatedly against the closest tree just to break up the monotony. I mean, seriously, other than this need to plow back through the forest all the way to Peri’s and jump in the arms of some man I don’t know, my life is not all that exciting at the moment.”
Anna nodded. “Agreed on the whole needing to make a run for it. However, rest assured, Heather, being able to see hasn’t improved the quality of our time spent here. If anything it’s made it a tad more disturbing. Since you cannot see, you’ve missed the looks the little pixie men are giving us. You haven’t seen them eye you up and down like you’re a piece of apple pie.”
Stella laughed. “Heather, I wish you could see Anna’s face. You would think this chick hadn’t lived in New Orleans her whole life. I know they have some interesting folks down there on the bayou. But the way she keeps shooting nervous glances at the curious pixies, it’s like she’s never been out of her house.”
“Curious?” Anna balked. “They are a tad more than curious, Stella. I mean that spike haired one asked if he could see if my excreters were larger than his head.”
“Wait, where was I when this happened and what are excreters?” Adam spoke up as he took a seat next to Crina.
Heather and Stella were laughing so hard they could hardly speak.
“Apparently that’s a pixie term for breast,” Elle answered for them.”
“Oh that is awesome!” Adam threw his head back and laughed.
Anna shook her head with and grumbled. “You wouldn’t think it was awesome if it was your excreters he was asking about.”
About Quinn LoftisQuinn lives in beautiful NW Arkansas with her husband, 2 sons, Doberman and cat (who thinks she is a ninja in disguise). She is beyond thankful that she has been blessed to be able to write full time and hopes the readers know how much all of their support means to her. Some of her hobbies include reading, exercising, crochet, and spending time with family and friends. She gives all credit of her success to God because he gave her the creative spirit and vivid imagination it takes to write.
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