Wolf’s
Honor
Caedmon
Wolves, Book
6
Ambrielle
Kirk
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Obsidian Gem Publishing
LLC
Date of Publication: April 10, 2015
ASIN: B00U48LK0W
Number of pages: 130
Word Count: 50k
Cover Artist: Elaina Lee
Book Description:
Wolf shifter Connor Maxim is a
law-abiding citizen. His motto: Keep the peace. Protect the Pack. His firm,
Maxim Securities, was created for this purpose. His honor will be tested when
he's called to deliver on his vows.
The homicide rate escalates to an
all time high on Pack territory and all evidence points to two prevalent wolf
packs: the Caedmon and the Arnou. The Feds give the leaders of both Packs an
ultimatum and a three day deadline. They must find the source of the murders
before the Feds intervene.
When a police raid goes awry,
Connor's world collides with that of Antonia Trudeau's. Under the guise of a
striking spitfire of a woman--who happens to be his mate--is also a criminal
with a healthy rap sheet. He must decide if love is worth more than duty and
honor.
Antonia circumvents more than just
the laws...she captures Connor's heart.
Titles
are meant to be read in order for greatest enjoyment, but can be read as
standalones or out of order.
WOLF'S
HAVEN
WOLF'S
PROMISE
WOLF'S
TOUCH
WOLF'S
DESIRE
WOLF'S
STRENGTH
WOLF'S
HONOR
Excerpt:
“Connor, what the
heck is going on out there?” Maxim, Sr.’s gruff voice boomed throughout the small
office. “Murdered remains of both men and women are showing up all over the
country! My boss is all over my ass about handing over any leads.”
“What leads do you
have?” Connor asked, raising his gaze to meet his dad’s and giving him a
knowing.
“Most of the
bodies were shifters. Both Caedmon and Arnou. If we can’t handle our clean-ups
and messes, we’ll have the humans all up in our shit. I can’t hold them off any
longer.”
“Dammit,” Connor
clenched his fist on the desk.
A promise to keep
his voice down had not been fulfilled and suddenly Connor realized that he
shouldn’t have agreed to have this conversation here with his father. Closing
time at Maxim Securities happened several hours ago, so there was no on left
for the day. Even the cleaning crew had finished up the nightly rounds and
left, but Connor remained behind after hours as always did night after night.
Still the matter
was imperative and by the tone and urgency of his dad’s voice, they were
running out of time before both of their covers were blown.
Connor rubbed the
tension at the back of his neck, ground his teeth together and turned around to
face his father. “What you’re saying doesn’t make any sense? The main
perpetrator of the wolf strippings was executed months ago following the union
of both Packs.”
Maxim, Sr. plopped
down in the leather high-back chair in front of his desk. “Then if it’s not the
witch, who could be behind this?”
“The witch had
followers,” Connor said. “If this is the case, the situation is being handled.
This is Pack business and not the humans’ concerns.”
“Pack members were
found slaughtered in wolf form. Not stripped, but intentionally shot and
killed,” Maxo, Sr. Said.
Connor paused.
There had been no known accounts of wolf shifters being stripped while in their
real form. Last he had heard, that wasn’t possible. And unless gears had
shifted after the witch’s death, the focus had always been on stripping the
souls of wolves, not ending their lives.
This wasn’t good.
This wasn’t good at all.
“I’ll need time to
investigate. I—“
“Like I said, I
won’t be able to hold the Feds off from intervening for long. The incidents are
becoming too frequent and news reporters and beginning to get suspicious and
are quick to blow a story out of proportion.” Maxim, Sr. narrowed his gaze, his
thick grey eyebrows coming together just above his nose. “We can’t risk
discovery to the public. Not now. Have a meeting with the Caedmon Alpha.” He
threw his hands up. “Fuck! Have a meeting with Tristan Arnou, for all I care. I
don’t think either of the Alphas want human authorities up their alley at this
point. Come to think of it, I don’t think they want the authorities up their
alley at all.”
His father was
more than thirty years his senior. He was the man who raised him and structured
his lucrative and low-profile career as one of the few liaisons between the
government and wolf shifter Packs. His purpose was simple: he had a duty to
keep the peace and protect the Packs. It
was his honor to ensure continuity of the shifter race like his direct ancestors
before him, no matter where his allegiance rested.
“Look, Dad…”
Connor finally sat down in the chair behind his desk. Maxim Sr. had been on
edge the moment he barged through the doorway, which had sent Connor straight
to attention since he hardly ever came out in person anymore. “Hold them off as
long as you can. What we’re dealing with right now are two Alphas who are blood
thirsty and will immediately kill anyone who crosses them. Both leaders have
been burned by traitors and now is not the time to test their limits. Keep the
human authorities at bay as long as you can.”
Maxim Sr.
straightened in his chair. “You know how the Feds work. There’s a deadline.
After three days, I won’t be able to convince them that the Pack leaders have
everything under control any longer.”
Connor scrubbed his palm down his face. “Alpha
Devin is away on pack business at the moment. It could be a few days before I
can reach him.”
“You need to reach
him now. What about his Council?”
“I’d much rather
report and receive orders from to the Alpha himself, but if I must I’ll consult
with his Second.” Connor linked and unlinked his fingers on the desktop. “We’ve
earned this right to live in secrecy and within the rules of our society. Don’t
make any rash decisions, Dad, until I give the word.”
Maxim Sr. emitted
a growl and his irises flashed with specks of gold. “You’re patient, son, but I
am not. In three days time, I need some answers.”
About
the Author:
Amber Ella Monroe loves weaving
tales where undying love is the main element. When she’s not writing, she’s
plotting. When she’s not writing or plotting, she’s reading. She’s a
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tea drinker, dark roast coffee fiend, platform and stiletto shoe collector,
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She also writes romance as
multi-published author Ambrielle Kirk.
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