The first book in an exciting urban fantasy series.
Mack might be, to all intents and purposes, a normal looking human, but she lives with a pack of shapeshifters in Cornwall in rural England after being dumped there by her mother when she was just a young child. She desperately wants to be accepted by her surrogate family, not least because a lot of them hate her for merely being human, but for some reason her blood just won't allow the transformation to occur.
With a terrible temper to match her fiery red hair, Mack is extraordinarily useful in a fight, and when her pack alpha is brutally and abruptly murdered, she swears vengeance. Unfortunately, his murder also draws in the Brethren - the leaders of the shapeshifter world - who will slaughter everyone in Mack's small rural pack if they discover her true identity. Unfortunately Corrigan, the green-eyed muscle-bound Lord Alpha of the Brethren, doesn't let much slip by him...
Excerpt
Until I saw it for my own eyes, I wasn’t going to believe he was dead.
A cobweb brushed my cheek but I didn’t even bother to lift my hand to shake it off. The trail was leading down towards the beach and away from the keep. Whatever had been chasing him, if anything had been chasing him, this creature that left no trail, he’d made sure that we were not going to be targeted by it too. He was a weretiger though. He was powerful enough to beat off almost any of the otherworld creatures that ever made it through to Cornwall. It didn’t make sense. I gritted my teeth and kept going, up over the final rise that led to the dunes.
And that was when I finally smelled the iron rich stain of blood myself. It had to be in a large enough quantity for my weak human nose to pick it up. I took another step and saw him. Or rather what was left of him.
His hat lay in a pool of blood that glistened darkly and wetly in the gloom. What I first thought were creepers reaching out from his belly I sickeningly realized were his intestines trailing away from him for what seemed an impossible distance. John’s usually bright eyes were open, glassy and staring. A milky caul had already begun to form over his pupils. His mouth was open wide, and for one horrible moment I thought that he was laughing at me. It wasn’t a laugh though. It was a scream.
I collapsed then and there, unable to move. The torch, and hydrogen peroxide canister dropped from my hands. I felt rather than heard something come up behind me and shove me roughly out of the way. I barely registered the shape of a bear taking a step forward then clumsily falling back. Part of me realised that it was Anton but I couldn’t even move. Others came up from behind but none of them moved past the border of blood. Finally a pair of arms grabbed me from the ground and pulled me up and back. My feet dragged on the ground. Everything went dull and the air itself seemed to pause. There was silence while the world slowly spun into a black nothing.
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Loved this book. Can't wait for the third one. Read them both in one day. So completely engaging I couldn't put it down.
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