An unexpected human attack on a lunewulf pack has led to devastating losses, leaving the pack with very few single females old enough to mate. Drastic measures must be taken. Lunewulf law goes into effect, stating that every female shall have three males for her mates. If the matings aren’t consummated in thirty days, the males die.
Nik Alexander knows Sophie Rousseau is his. The entire pack knows it. He’s sniffed after her since high school, and now it’s time to approach his pack leader and ask that Sophie be his mate. But with the new law in effect, Nik must share Sophie with two other males.
Nik is an honorable lunewulf. He won’t turn away from his pack. As much as he wants to rip the throat out of his pack leader, he will respect the new law. Lukas Kade and Jonathan Abram may have Sophie, but only under Nik’s terms.
Reader Advisory: This story contains a scene of menage-a-trois sex.
Publisher Note: This book was previously available as the short story Pack Law. It has been greatly expanded.
I requested this for review and it didn’t dawn on me that is was an expanded version of the story that was first in Pack Law. I love the Lunewufe series so I am very interested in seeing how this holds up to the original novella as well as to see how well I like it now. (I read it a while ago.)
Lorie O’Clare was kind enough to let me repost the excerpt she sent out to her newsgroup today. (you can sign up here)
excerpt from Lunewulf Law:
Clouds parted above and moonlight lit her world around them. Lunewulfs were gorgeous in their thick white coats. The moon made them glow, showing off what beautiful creatures they were. She gulped in the moist air, felt it soak through her fur, and fill her lungs with the smells of the night. Lunewulfs around her barked, enjoying themselves, putting muscle into it while they raced up the incline and headed toward rockier ground.
And that’s when she spotted him. Somehow Nik had managed to trail the end of the line of males, almost running alongside some of the older mated couples. His silver eyes pinned her, glowing in the night. He opened his mouth, showing off long, thick, pointed teeth. Muscles moved rhythmically under his thick white coat. Nik stood taller than many in his pack, and his chest was thick, his body slick and powerful looking.
Sophie almost stumbled over her own paws while drooling over him. Gertrude slowed, glancing at her, and Sophie didn’t know if the heat pumping through her came from embarrassment or from the fire simmering deeper inside her. She snapped at her littermate, keeping pace with her, and managed a side glance at Nik.
Damn. He was so fucking perfect. And he wondered if she would belly up for another werewolf. Silly male. Didn’t he know that there wasn’t another lunewulf in their pack who came close to how perfect he was?
Something exploded ahead of her and Sophie’s heart about blew out of her chest. She skidded to a halt so fast that her claws dug into the earth and she tripped. Suddenly everyone around her seemed to be running in circles. Gertrude almost fell over her and Simone wasn’t too far behind. All of the smells around them changed too quickly for Sophie to figure out what the hell had just happened.
Anger and panic filled the air. And then another explosion sounded.
What the fuck?
They had stopped running, but the barking and thick smells of emotions made it confusing to figure out what she’d just heard.
Until she heard it again. And again.
Gunfire.
They were being shot at.
Which meant one thing—humans.
Lunewulfs were the fastest breed of werewolves on the planet. But none of them could outrun a bullet.
Several more shots were fired and this time someone screamed. The high-pitched wail burned her ears, making it hard to think straight. All she heard were howls of confusion and outrage.
Humans didn’t ever come onto their land.
More shots were fired and this time one of the bitches nearby flew through the air, howling in pain while blood soaked her coat.
Oh my God! No!
Sophie howled in protest. Why would anyone attack them?
They were nowhere near Prince George. She never heard any rumors of humans coming out this way. Several pack members tore away from her, racing toward the hills while others joined them.
Shit. This wasn’t fair. Don’t chase after the damned humans and make it worse.
But no one listened to her bark her protests.
Gertrude pushed against her so hard she almost fell over. And suddenly Elsa was there too, howling and barking while she jumped between her and Gertrude. The smell of blood clogged her senses. Through the confusion she spotted one of her pack mates—a bitch just a couple years older than she was—on her side, returning to her human form.
Blood covered her naked body. She was dead.
Why? What have we done to humans that they would do this? She knew the answer without anyone telling her. They hadn’t done a damned thing. Humans didn’t accept the fact that they existed, and werewolves had no problem keeping it that way. Some stupid-ass hunter, or more than likely a handful of them, were out shooting where they didn’t belong. Or at least she prayed that was the case.
Not that knowing that helped matters. Members of her pack would die—her friends, bitches she’d run with since she was a cub. And for nothing! For no reason at all!
There were horror stories of packs being burned out of their territory, killed and chased off by humans who didn’t understand what they were. But nothing like that happened around here.
She almost jumped out of her skin when more shots went off. There were more screams. The smell of blood made her sick to her stomach.
Sophie hit the ground hard when a male knocked her over. Before she could stand, Nik grabbed her by the neck, pulling her with his mouth. She stumbled to her paws, barely standing when he growled orders. He shoved his massive body against hers again, making his point clear.
Fucking run. Get the hell out of here!
Sophie didn’t need to be told twice. Using the speed she’d been born with, she tore at the ground, racing for the safety of their den. Paws pounded the earth around her. Her eyes teared and she looked around her through blurred vision at the lunewulfs racing alongside her.
Gertrude and Elsa. Nik on the other side of her. She didn’t see anyone else. Her heart swelled painfully. Her muscles cramped. But she didn’t slow down. None of them did. Lives were lost tonight. What had started out as fun and exciting had turned into a nightmare, and all because of fucking humans
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Sybil, I loved the book when it was in the PRIMAL print! Its how I got hooked on Lorie’s book. So I’m really looking forward to when I can get this one and read it as a longer expanded length!