Sneak peek at COTW4

Just got my gorgeous new cover and I'm literally working on edits right now for this book. Here's a sneak peek for you. The Craft of the Wise 4: Healing Hearts releases November 23rd.

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“You must be Devin Remington,” Mayda said. With grace, she walked towards him past the phalanx of werewolves, her hand extended.

Devin glanced at her outstretched hand and ignored the peace offering. His raking gaze traveled to where his brother stood. With a gritty voice, he announced, “The Devil Remington.”

Selena winced. So, he knew the name the others gave him.

“I wouldn’t know about that. I do know that we need your help and I’m very glad you agreed to meet with us.” Mayda maintained a smile as she dropped her hand. If she’d been the least bit offended by him, she didn’t show any sign.

“Welcome to our home,” Ava added. She started forward, but Aaron shifted to block her path. He continued to say nothing to his brother, his silence as telling as any words they could have exchanged.

He pierced Ava with a slanted look. “I am not welcome and we all know it.”

Devin stiffened and tilted his chin up. He sniffed the air, holding himself as if invisible hackles rose. His body all but vibrated as he scanned the room. When their eyes locked, Selena held her breath. In that moment, in the milliseconds of time that passed between them, his past, who he was--dear Goddess--their future together, filtered through her mind at rapid-fire speed. Images, emotions, sensations swirled around the core of her being, demanding that she understand. Acquiesce.

She’d never known anything before like it. Before her legs buckled from the weight of his presence sinking into her soul, his voice whispered into her mind.

Mine.

With impossible speed, Devin rushed forward, maneuvering past the other werewolves before they could react. A scream locked in her throat, but he was there, looming over her, separating her from the others in the room. His menace filled her nose, the masculine scent of him awakening something within her that responded in a very feminine way. Heat echoed between their bodies, spreading over her until she could have melted from the intensity.

She backed up as fast as her unsteady legs allowed, but a wall prevented her full retreat. Devin pressed himself tight against her body, his arousal evident. All the while, her mind filled with his possessive growl.

Strong hands grazed over her skin, igniting a trail of flames. With the delicate strokes of a lover, he explored her, almost reverently. Then with his large hands, he gripped her jaw, tilting her face up to meet his.

Selena’s heartbeat roared in her ears when his mouth descended.