Title: Arynn's Chosen Mate
Series: Iron Wolves MC #8
Author: Elle Boon
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: April 15, 2018
Blurb
They say
blood is thicker than water, but a bond that’s chosen is stronger than steel.
Nothing and nobody can sever those that are forged between ones chosen family.
They say
love hurts. For a shifter who thinks he’s lost it all, it’s more
than just a saying, it’s a reality. When Arynn is finally reunited with his
daughter and finds the one woman created just for him, he swears love does
hurt, but it’s a feeling he would give his life to experience.
Family
is supposed to love and cherish one another. Sheila never had that
growing up. When she became a mother of not just her own child, but her twin
sister’s as well, she vows to love them like she’d never been.
When you
find love that’s worth fighting for, you grab it and hold on tight. Families
don’t always have to be blood, sometimes ones that are chosen are even more
special as they are forged in love, instead of duty.
Can Arynn
and Sheila along with their two girls finally find peace as a family, or will
the darkness from their past destroy the goodness they’re creating?
Warning:
Contains a sexy hero who feels EVERYTHING and a heroine who loves him even
more. Lots of growly men, a crazy Fey Queen and her wolpires. Oh and HELLBOY.
#DONTLOOKDOWN
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Excerpt
“Man up,
Arynn, and get your ass outta your rig,” he told himself then put action to
words.
He got out,
inhaling deeply, taking in the scents around him. If he dropped his mental
guards, he could be assailed by a shitton of others feelings, yet the urge to
do so in order to get the lay of those around him almost had him taking the
risk. Instead, he hit the key fob and walked around the front of his vehicle.
A deep bark
followed by a growl alerted him to the presence of a dog in the backyard. He
tilted his head to the side and followed the sidewalk around, his nose telling
him that was where his girl was. Another loud bark and even more growling had
him moving faster. The animal sounded huge and mean. What the hell kind of
beast was Sheila allowing near his baby girl?
Not many
times could he say he’d froze, but at the sight of a breed of dog, he was sure
the Vikings had bred for killing their enemies, jumping toward a blonde girl
who couldn’t be more than eleven or twelve, it’s massive head twice the size of
hers, Arynn launched himself over the six-foot privacy fence. The big beast
turned his head as Arynn landed with a thud on booted feet. The growl he
emanated would’ve frightened most men, but he wasn’t most men. Hell, his growl
was worse than the animal now in attack formation.
“Go
inside,” Arynn ordered the frightened girl. “It’s okay, he won’t hurt you.”
A snort
came from a few feet away. “Of course, he won’t hurt us. Now you, I think he’s
going to eat for dinner. Or, snack since he just ate. You better get ready to
run, mister.”
Arynn took
his eyes off the dog to stare at the child he knew was his. The moisture in his
mouth dried as his heart beat triple time. “Rebel,” he whispered. Just before
the animal could do what Arynn presumed he was trained to do, he turned and
growled at the big dog. “Down, boy. Sit,” he ordered, snapping his fingers,
showing who was the alpha.
The dog
pulled up, his feet working to do as he was told, a whine escaping him.
“What did
you do to Gizzy?” Rebel asked rushing forward, falling to her knees and
wrapping her arms around that massive head.
“Gizzy? You
call that thing Gizzy? Girl, that things a monster.” He nearly choked on his
words as he thought of the giant wolf he turned into, but dammit, his daughter
was hugging the drooling pup.
“Um, sorry.
I didn’t hear you pull up, Mr. Dunn.”
Arynn
turned, bracing himself for his first view of Sheila. “What the hell? Sarah?”
The woman
sighed and shook her blonde head, the silky length much shorter than Sarah’s
had been when he’d been with her. “I’m Sheila, Sarah’s twin sister. Please come
inside so we can talk. Girls, have you picked up all the lawnmines?”
“Lawnmines?”
he asked. What kind of house was this?
A deep
husky laugh had his body responding in a wholly inappropriate way, especially
with two young girls looking on. “The big beast there, not quite aptly named
Gizmo, gifts us with piles of poo that are like landmines to unsuspecting
walkers out back. The girls job is to take care of him, which includes cleaning
up said lawnmines.” She made air
quotes, then brought her hand back up to her forehead as if blocking the sun.
“Aw, mom,
we cleaned up most, but there’s a couple warm ones,” Rebel cried.
He whipped
his head toward his daughter, then back at the woman who said she wasn’t Sarah.
Something was off. He sniffed the air, thinking he’d recognize the other
woman’s scent from their one time together. His wolf raked at him, wanting to
come out and—shit, Arynn had to seize control of his powers. Being the Omega
meant he was more in touch with his wolf, giving his other half the ability to
help when his pack needed to release pain, both mental and physical. Now, it
took monumental effort to force the wall back up and face the woman who clearly
wasn’t Sarah, but her twin. Shit!
“Girls,”
Sheila said in a tone that had both females moving toward shovel looking
devices with a scraper attached.
“Are they
okay out here with—that?” he pointed at the animal lounging on his stomach with
his big reddish head resting on paws the size of a damn bear, his amber eyes
blinking slowly at Arynn as if he was contemplating eating him for dinner.
“Gizmo
would no sooner harm a hair on those girls’ head, than I would. Come on, you look
like you could use a drink, of the non-alcoholic variety.”
With one
last meaningful glance at Gizmo, he took in the two girls’. One with blonde
hair like Sheila’s and one with dark locks like his own. Those blue eyes had
flashed at him, reminding Arynn so much like his brother Torq in a temper.
Damn, he wished his brother was here to see Rebel in action. He’d be giving the
other man a call when he left, hopefully with more than just a memory.
“Water or
tea. I also have non-caffeinated pop?” Sheila asked, her hands twisting
together.
Good, she
was as nervous as him. “Why don’t you explain.” He nodded toward her then the
french doors where he could still see Rebel and the other girl. It took him a
moment to remember she had an equally awesome name, Romie, walking around as
they scooped up Gizmo’s shit.
“Where do
you want me to start?”
“How about
at the beginning and explain why my daughter calls you mom, when you’re clearly
not her mother,” he bit out.
Sheila
slapped her hands on the granite counter. “First of all, just because you carry
a child for nine months and deliver a baby, doesn’t make you a mother. Second,
you will treat me with respect in my home as I’ve never done anything except do
what I could, to provide you with updates on Rebel from the time she came home
from the hospital.”
Arynn
nodded. “I’ll give you that. However, my kid is calling you mom. Living in your
home with your family. Is she calling your husband dad as well?” The thought
had he and his wolf growling.
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Author Bio
Elle Boon
lives in Middle-Merica as she likes to say…with her husband, two kids, and a
black lab who is more like a small pony. She’d never planned to be a writer,
but when life threw her a curve, she swerved with it, since she’s athletically
challenged. She’s known for saying “Bless Your Heart” and dropping lots of
F-bombs, but she loves where this new journey has taken her.
She writes
what she loves to read, and that is romance, whether it’s erotic, Navy SEALs,
or paranormal, as long as there is a happily ever after. Her biggest hope is
that after readers have read one of her stories, they fall in love with her
characters as much as she did. She loves creating new worlds, and has more
stories just waiting to be written. Elle believes in happily ever afters, and
can guarantee you will always get one with her stories.
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A #1 New York Times Bestselling author, and #1 Wall Street Journal Bestselling author, Lauren Blakely is known for her contemporary romance style that's hot, sweet and sexy. She lives in California with her family and has plotted entire novels while walking her dogs. With fourteen New York Times bestsellers, her titles have appeared on the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestseller Lists more than 90 times, and she's sold more than 2.5 million books. In April she'll release COME AS YOU ARE, a sexy new standalone romance. To receive an email when Lauren releases a new book, sign up for her newsletter! 
