MATING DANCE
a Black Hills Wolves Matchmaker story
By Merryn Dexter
By Merryn Dexter
Publisher:
Decadent
Publishing Company, LLC
ISBN:
9781683610489
Word Count:
30,000
Cover Art: Fiona Jayde
Blurb
The Matrons of the Tao Pack are on the hunt,
seeking out unmated couples who would be a perfect match – even if they don’t
know it yet.
Sander Burrows is a wolf with a broken spirit.
Thirty-five years from home and pack, he made a life for himself amongst the
humans. Tragedy and a sense of failure drive him home into the loving arms of
his family.
Aurora ‘Rory’ Hanson hates Sander almost as
much as she loves him. Humiliated at seventeen when he stood her up at the
annual Spring Dance she has lived a life of relative solitude on the fringes of
the pack.
When Sander catches sight and scent of Rory,
feelings run hot. His wolf recognizes his mate and he’ll do just about anything
to overcome Rory’s dislike of him. Even accept the assistance of four
interfering busybodies.
The matrons want the old Spring Dance revived
and what better way to ‘help’ two fated wolves to happiness than to force them
to work together on the organizing committee.
Rory and Sander discover that finding love
doesn’t get any easier even when you’re in your fifties. Misunderstandings, old hurts and the sharp
edge of Miss Kathy’s tongue must all be overcome if two old friends are to
achieve true happiness.
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About the Author
Merryn Dexter is a military spouse who, after a varied employment
career (from selling sandals to old ladies with bunions to being a health and
safety coordinator for a construction company), is thrilled to be pursuing her
dream career as a romance writer. She likes The Winchesters, Spike, Hotch, Loki
and watching complicated European Noir. Her hobbies include crying at books,
crying at movies, crying at tv serials (there’s a theme!) and believes all
stories should have a Happy Ending.
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Excerpt
Familiar
aqua eyes peered up from beneath scowling brows as he studied the source of the
alluring scent. Wild blonde curls snarled around her head, her curves
emphasized by the simplicity of her clothing, a white T-shirt covered in dirt
and boot-cut jeans. Tiny feet clad in practical sneakers added nothing to her
five foot five height. A warm smile curled his lips as he recognized the little
hellion beneath the womanly guise. “Hey, Rory, it’s great to see you again.”
The
scowl didn’t soften in response to his greeting. If anything, it deepened as
the small woman reared back as though struck. “I’ll see you later, Margie.” The
words were a direct snub, and he moved away from Marjorie, blocking Rory’s path
when she would have retreated.
“Hold
up a minute, honey. I haven’t been back in town five minutes. What can I
possibly have done to upset you?” The restraining hand Marjorie placed on his
arm should have warned him, but the fragrance that was uniquely Rory, fried his
brain. The irrational anger she projected at him added a sharper undertone to
her sweetness and rocked him on his heels. Rory Hanson was all grown up and
Sander’s wolf was very happy about it.
“What
can you have possibly done to upset me? I see age hasn’t lessened your
arrogance, honey.” The sarcasm dripping from her lips made him grin. Far
from being deterred by it, Sander’s natural dominance rose to the challenge of
her glare. He wanted to scoop the scruffy little woman up and turn her over his
knee until all her anger melted into sweet compliance. He stepped closer,
deliberately putting himself within her personal space, knowing she would feel
the heat boiling off his skin. He wanted her to know his scent, yearn for it
the way he suddenly yearned for hers. He wanted to rub all up against her until
forest green and sweet fruit intermingled.
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