Blog Tour ~ Full Circle (Sirius Wolves #7) by Victoria Sue ~ (Exclusive Excerpt + Giveaway)
TITLE: Full Circle
SERIES: Sirius Wolves #7
AUTHOR: Victoria Sue
PUBLISHER: Dark Hollow Press
COVER ARTIST: Dark Hollow Press
LENGTH: 50,000 words
RELEASE DATE: October 18, 2016
BLURB: “Win the love of the wolf with the hardest heart.”
Faced with eternal banishment to hell, Anubis, god of the underworld, has found a loophole in one of the oldest laws which will allow him to unleash his evil on an unsuspecting human world. Orion’s only hope to stop him is to accept his challenge: send a champion to win the love of the wolf with the hardest heart. It will take someone with a pure heart to soften a closed one, so faced with the threat of losing not only the werewolves, but the destruction of the human race, the gods can only do one thing — send Adam, one of their own.
Adam quickly realizes that the werewolf whose love he must win is Jed. Wounded after the loss of his wife and son, Jed promised he would never love again or be responsible for someone else’s happiness. Adam has been given a near impossible task.
Anubis is eager to see Adam fail, and unbeknown to everyone takes matters into his own hands to make sure of it. Everything happening now is part of his master plan, and finally it has come full circle.
Even if Adam succeeds and wins Jed's heart, will that love survive when Jed discovers the whole thing was nothing more than a bet? Or when Adam does the one thing he mustn’t and falls in love himself, will he not only break Jed’s heart but completely destroy his own?
Jed gentled his hand as Adam mewled in the back of his throat, both of Adam’s hands surrounding his neck and pressing tightly with an overwhelming urge to simply hang on.
They shared kisses. Shared air. Jed swallowed every reaction from Adam because it was precious. Finally, he wiped his hand and their bodies clean on the sheet and drew Adam in closer.
His heart beat loudly in his ears. Jed didn’t want to think about what they had just done, and let reality intrude on the bliss that seemed to wrap them both up. It wasn’t the whole fucking a guy thing, even though he was still in shock about that. It was the need inside of him, the nameless urge that transcended sex or narrow bigoted views of what made other people happy. In a lot of ways, it wasn’t even the fact that Adam was human and Jed was not.
It was his unshaking doubt that as soon as Jed trusted, as soon as Jed let in a little belief, as soon as Jed started thinking in terms of forever… That’s when it would happen. That’s when his forever would be ripped away. It had with his family. The day his father hadn’t returned from the hunt because of a human’s bullet. The day they’d fled their home because the forest was cleared to make a human town, and his family had no idea how to live in one. The day he was out scrounging for food to fill their empty bellies because it was winter and they should have been warm and safe in their homes, and his little sister had been attacked by a rogue. The rogue had been insane, half-mad with whatever injustice had caused him to attack a pup, and his mom had died trying to defend her.
And then he had trusted once more. Raye had waltzed into his life and danced his objections away. Then it had happened again, as surely as Jed feared it would.
He clutched Adam tighter, knowing his hold wouldn’t last, knowing Adam would be ripped from him like everyone else…
He no longer had any dreams that could be taken from him. He’d accepted long ago that the pack would be his life, but he would go home alone every day. He almost didn’t mind because he knew it wasn’t a matter if Adam would realize he was a pathetic old man and would leave.
It was simply a matter of when.
Adam raced. He dodged trees, jumped over fallen logs, and without a thought for safety or pause to look, crashed straight into the clearing where the cry had come from.
Three huge werewolves stood in a semi-circle. Hackles raised, lips pulled back in a snarl over sharp fangs. The fur on their necks stood up, huge paws slanted as if they were ready to pounce. Adam instantly knew who had cried. A medium sized, but completely white wolf — Chris — stood with its own hackles raised in full protection mode for the teenager — Daniel — who cowered against the tree behind him. Blood, garish against the white fur, trickled down Chris’ leg. Daniel was dressed merely in shorts and a T-shirt and Adam didn’t know if he was shaking in fear or cold…probably both.
All the wolves had swung their massive heads to him as he had stopped. At least now he was their focus, and not the kids. It was one of those situations his father had warned him of, when he was younger, where his lack of prudence would get him into trouble. Just at that second Adam realized he’d never actually asked if being in a human body meant he could actually die.
Adam thought quickly. He had no gun. Adam’s gun was in the guard hut. He only ever carried it for show when he was working with another gamma or expected Jed or Zere to show up. The thought that Adam could ever use a weapon on a sentient being was ridiculous, but obviously no one else knew that except him. “This is a really stupid move,” he yelled. “There are two thousand wolves here, including the Supreme Alphas. By what level of insanity did you think attacking one of their family was a good idea?”
The nearest wolf, the shaggiest, most unkempt, took a threatening pace towards him. A deep growl rumbled from his belly. One of the others turned back to the kids and snarled. The third lowered his head slightly and Adam registered the third one didn’t seem to look like it was going to attack. Not that that helped much. The other two could rip his throat out.
He glanced at the boys. Chris’ paw shook where he stood. Adam kept his eyes on the brown one as it took another step towards him and picked up a heavy branch from the ground. He knew werewolves when shifted could hear and understand everything that was spoken.
“Cowards,” he sneered. The wolf nearest the kids paused and turned to him as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “Some hunters you are,” Adam continued and took a step back. All three of the wolves now had their attention on him. The brown one crouched lower, and Adam swung the branch threateningly.
The other brown one turned and watched, jaws snapping in anger. The smaller gray one swung his head between the wolves and the boys as if it was torn between whom to focus his attention on.
“See, you can’t even shut me up, can you?” Adam taunted. “You’re obviously weak. Weak and old. It takes three of you to try and catch a couple of kids.”
Both of the wolves closest to him leapt forward. Adam had a bare second to wonder what the hell he thought he was doing before pain exploded in his arm, at the same time as powerful jaws caught the branch and pulled it from his grip. He had another second to realize he didn’t know what pain actually was as the other wolf’s canines clamped his leg and pulled.
Searing white hot heat exploded in his leg and he went down. Adam could do nothing. He would be ripped apart by the jaws — currently lowering to his throat. Adam closed his eyes. He could smell the blood, feel the heat of the acrid breath as it neared his face. He didn’t need to watch death come for him as well.
Has loved books for as long as she can remember. Books were always what pocket money went on and what usually Father Christmas brought. When she ran out of her kids' adventure stories, she would go raid her Mom's. By the age of eight she was devouring classics like Little Women, and fell in love with love stories.
She's still in love with them. Any size, any shape, any creature - love is love, no matter what it says on the box.
In fact if they don't fit very neatly into any box she loves them even more!
She has a very patient husband and three wonderful children. In 2010 in search of adventure they all moved from the UK to the US and are happily settled in Florida.
In 2013 after reading love stories for so long she decided to write her own.
You can also email Victoria at - email@example.com
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