Wolf Tales 12 [NOOK Book]

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The Final Chapter

Gifted with exceptional strength and extraordinary sensuality, the shapeshifting Chanku have learned to survive on their own, far away from their one true home in the mountains of Montana. But as the years pass, the packs begin to long for one another, for the incredible passion they enjoy together and for the erotic pleasure they find only with their own kind . . .

It is then they hear Anton's call. He has learned even more ...

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Overview

The Final Chapter

Gifted with exceptional strength and extraordinary sensuality, the shapeshifting Chanku have learned to survive on their own, far away from their one true home in the mountains of Montana. But as the years pass, the packs begin to long for one another, for the incredible passion they enjoy together and for the erotic pleasure they find only with their own kind . . .

It is then they hear Anton's call. He has learned even more about the fascinating past of the Chanku. And the young girl, Lily, has made the most astonishing discovery of all . . .

The time has come for all Chanku to come together as one, to reclaim their primal past and to enter an amazing future that no one ever dreamed. Their epic journey is over, at least for now . . .

Praise for Kate Douglas and her Wolf Tales Novels

"A powerful story, terrific ending and a satisfying variety of sex scenes . . . " -Romantic Times on Wolf Tales 10

"This time she has outdone herself." -Coffee Time Romance on Wolf Tales 10

"For the best in paranormal romance, be sure to add the name Kate Douglas to your must-buy list." -Midwest Book Reviews

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780758272362
  • Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corporation
  • Publication date: 7/1/2011
  • Series: Wolf Tales (Aphrodisia) Series , #12
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 368
  • Sales rank: 145,561
  • File size: 814 KB

First Chapter

Wolf Tales 12


By KATE DOUGLAS

APHRODISIA BOOKS

Copyright © 2011 Kate Douglas
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-0-7582-4268-6


Chapter One

Montana, early August

He paused, raised his muzzle to the dark sky, and sniffed the subtle currents on the night air. The scent was there—faint, but still calling to him, even as the silent night, the gentle breeze, the resinous scent of pine and fir called.

His eyes narrowed and his ears pricked forward. Using all his senses—those of the wolf, those of the man within, and those amazing Chanku senses—he tested the world around him.

This was where he belonged, in this wild, unforgiving place. This was home—the only home he wanted. The only place where he could truly be free.

But what good was freedom without his mate? What was the point? She didn't run with him tonight. She hadn't run with him for much too long.

A low whine sounded from the thick tangle of willows. Cautiously he sniffed the air again. The scent was stronger. Not his mate. No, but someone every bit as important. Someone he sought here in the forest, in the ripe hours balanced on the knife's edge between darkness and dawning. Those perfect hours when all about him slept.

Even the skitter of mice in the long grass, the squeak of bats overhead, the soft hoot of owls ... even those sounds had faded away as all the woodland creatures went off to sleep, to hide, to mate ... to celebrate another night of life before the rising of the sun.

But he was awake, and so was this other, the one who was his friend, his brother, his closest male companion. The one he loved above all other men. The one who called to him now.

Quite literally, in fact.

"Anton? Over here."

Anton Cheval slowly turned in the direction of the soft call and blinked as Stefan Aragat rose to two feet. Despite the darkness, Anton saw his smile. Thank the Goddess for a man who smiled, even when all about them seemed so ... what? How could it be, that he felt so dissatisfied?

Life was good. All was well, and yet ...

Shifting, standing as a man beside his lover, Anton chuckled. "You couldn't sleep, either?"

Stefan shook his head, ran long fingers through dark hair threaded with silver, and sighed dramatically. "Teething is the bane of parenthood." His familiar dry sense of humor eased some of the odd tension stringing Anton tight as a bow.

"I did my fatherly duty," Stef said, placing his right hand over his heart. "I spelled Xandi the first half of the night, but it's her turn. She's on kid duty now, praise the Goddess!"

Anton flashed him an understanding grin as he stepped over the low-growing willows. "Lucia was fussing, too. I waited until she fell asleep. Unfortunately, Keisha was nursing her when they both drifted off. There wasn't much room left in the bed."

"There was always plenty of room for four adults." Stefan laughed and hooked his arm around Anton's neck. "How is it a single woman and a three-month-old can take up the entire bed?"

Silence stretched between them for a long count as Anton thought about the statement Stefan had made in jest. "So much has changed," he said, unsure if it was a good or bad thing. He leaned into Stef's casual embrace and stared toward the east, searching for the coming dawn. Was that a faint glow between the trees? No. Not yet. He glanced at Stef. "It's all good, I think. All these changes, but ..."

Stefan's amber eyes twinkled. "But you're dissatisfied. I can feel it. What's wrong, my friend? Everything is as it should be. The pack is growing. Our children are strong and healthy. We've gone a full five years without an attack, a kidnapping, an assault of any kind against any one of us...."

"Not since the assassination attempt." Anton shoved his tangled hair back from his eyes, remembering. Those hectic months following the attempt on the president's life had ended with lengthy prison sentences meted out to their worst enemies. There were still plenty of bad guys out there, but at least none were focused on controlling or destroying Chanku.

Their secret was still safe. With Nick and Beth Barden continuing as private security for the First Family—at least until the president's second term ended—they certainly had powerful friends in high places.

"So, what's the problem? It's not like you to go searching for trouble." Stefan planted both hands on Anton's shoulders and stared solemnly at him. There was no teasing now, no sense of humor. Merely concern. Loving concern.

Feeling a little foolish, Anton slowly shook his head. "I don't know." He shrugged. "Maybe things are too good, too settled. I have a strong sense of change in the air, as if something is going to happen. No reason for it. We're all healthy, our children are growing." He smiled. "Our numbers are growing, that's for sure. I never once imagined myself as a husband, much less a father of four."

"You're not the only one. I never thought of myself as a father. At least Xandi's content with our three. I hope."

Anton raised an eyebrow. "I believe Ariel counts as two."

"That's sort of what Xandi and I think. Ariel's made Alex look like the world's easiest baby." Stefan chuckled. "So why the dissatisfaction? Our once cozy foursome of known Chanku, counting Eve, even though she's our goddess, now numbers fifty-five, a number that will be growing quickly with Liana, Jazzy, Tala, and Daci expecting. No one's tried to kill us in the past five years." He raised one expressive eyebrow. "In case you're wondering, that's a good thing. You've completed the purchase of over half a million acres adjoining this property, the economy's strong, and our business ventures are all showing a profit. Anton, my friend, only you could find something wrong with so much that's good."

Again Anton shrugged. He wished the sense of foreboding would leave him, but he'd learned to listen to his premonitions. Still, he hated to worry Stefan. He wasn't about to let Keisha in on his fears, either, not until or unless they actually proved valid.

"You know me," he said, feeling just a little bit foolish. "I'm never happy unless I'm worried about something." He laughed. "I imagine it has to do with control issues. If I can't identify it, I can't be in charge."

Stefan chuckled, but he kept his comments to himself. That alone got him a raised eyebrow from Anton. Damn. He hated a sense of something waiting when he didn't know what to expect. "It's odd. Nothing I can put a finger on, but I have the strangest sense that things are about to change. I can't explain it, but I'm afraid to ignore it."

Stefan leaned his forehead against Anton's. "Aren't you the one who told me change is good?"

"I may have said something stupid like that at some point. I don't know, Stef...." Anton took a deep breath, inhaling Stefan's scent, feeling the warmth from his body, sensing as much as hearing the rush of blood in his veins, the steady beat of his heart. He tangled his fingers in the thick fall of hair at Stefan's nape, angled his head just right, and kissed him.

This at least he understood. This he could control.

There was no hesitation in Stefan's response. His lips were firm. Cool at first from the night air, and then warming as they pressed close to Anton's, as they parted beneath the gentle probing of his tongue.

Heads tilting for easier access, tongues tangling, they stood perfectly still as they kissed—longtime lovers and friends, as familiar to one another as the face in the mirror, as emotionally linked as if they were bonded mates.

As they explored the intimate recesses of one another's mouths, their hearts found their perfect rhythm and fell into a synchronicity never explained, yet never doubted or questioned.

Some things, my friend, are better because they don't change. Because they're familiar and beloved. Anton ended the kiss and leaned back enough to peer into Stef's dark amber eyes.

Stef nodded. This is true. C'mon. Follow me. He took Anton's hand and tugged lightly.

Smiling, Anton allowed himself to be led, following the narrow trail through the tangled willows until there was nothing but soft, dry grass beneath his bare feet, and the musical notes of water dancing in the shadows.

He tilted his head, listening to the soothing sound of the small waterfall. "I'm surprised the water's still falling this late in the season. Most years it's barely a trickle by now."

Stef's low chuckle sent a wave of gooseflesh down his arms, across his chest. "Why are you whispering, oh exalted leader?"

Anton laughed out loud. "Not sure. Habit, I guess. Afraid of waking the babies?"

"They can't hear us here, and personally, I fully intend to make a lot of noise." Stef plopped down on a blanket he'd obviously laid out in advance. Again, he tugged Anton's hand. "You coming?"

"I certainly hope to." He'd grown hard from the first touch of Stefan's lips against his, but now, knowing what his friend had planned, Anton's heart raced and the breath strained his lungs. He stretched out on the soft blanket beside Stefan, trying to look calmer than he actually felt. It had been a long time since they'd done this. Too damned long. He ran his fingers across the sharp ridge of Stef's collarbone. "How did you know I'd follow you?"

"When have you not?" Stefan's voice sounded hoarse, as if it were an effort to form the words, but it was obvious he had other things on his mind. He ran his hand over Anton's shoulder, followed the muscular curve of his arm, trailed across the sharp jut of hipbone, and then cupped the rounded curve of his butt.

Anton's buttocks clenched involuntarily, tightening around Stefan's fingers as they slipped along the valley between his cheeks and paused over his puckered sphincter. He groaned and forced his muscles to relax. Stefan never said a word. With his eyes focused on Anton's, he stroked intimately and probed lightly—not enough pressure to penetrate, but more than enough to tease.

Damn, but he'd missed this. What had once occurred nightly was now too rare—this intimate time alone. Time to explore one another's bodies, to wallow in the pure sensuality of taste and scent and touch, of fucking until their legs trembled and their overwhelming Chanku sex drives were—for the moment, at least—sated.

When had their lives grown so complicated that their time together had almost disappeared? Was this what was missing? These private moments? Did this alone explain Anton's absurd dissatisfaction with what should otherwise be a perfect life?

Stefan leaned close and caught Anton's left nipple between the sharp edges of his teeth and bit down. Hard.

Holy hell! Anton groaned a soft expletive. "Oh, shit. Stef." The curse felt like a prayer, escaping on a hiss of pleasure. He'd worry about all his dissatisfaction crap later. For now there were better things to occupy his mind—and his body. At this moment, in this place, Stefan Aragat was quickly becoming the center of his world. Stefan and the soft breezes and seductive scents of man and sweat and arousal, of forest and night and the two of them.

Just the two of them.

Anton sat up and countered Stefan's painful nip, running his fingers through dark hair laced with silver on Stef's chest, trailing slowly down and down farther, through the silky strands. Stefan stretched out on his side and propped himself up on one elbow, moving slowly while Anton paused to twirl a fingertip in the dip of his navel. He moaned softly when Anton spread his fingers wide to push through the thick hair covering Stef's groin.

So perfect, that smooth, sleek feel of hair that had, at one time, been coarse and curly. Shifting had changed that. Years of shifting from human to wolf and back again, until the coarse curls had eventually relaxed and now lay sleek and smooth like the fine undercoat of a wolf. Even his beloved Keisha's once tightly kinked hair—long the bane of her existence—now fell past her shoulders in shimmering waves of midnight silk.

So many changes over the years to both bodies and lives, but the best change of all was this—this amazing sexual need that always culminated in such exquisite pleasure, such absolute fulfillment. When Anton clasped the thick root of Stefan's erection, both of them groaned. The sensation of that hot length of hard flesh sliding across his palm made a connection like nothing else. He squeezed tighter. Stef groaned again and arched into his grasp.

Anton nudged Stef's shoulder with his forehead, toppling him from his side to his back. He sat there for a long moment, studying the perfect body, the powerful stretch and pull of taut muscle and sleek flesh. Anton's breath caught in his throat and his entire body thrummed with arousal.

Straddling Stef's legs, he leaned over and, cupping Stef's heavy sac in one hand and the thick length of his cock in the other, drew damp circles around the crown of his erection with the tip of his tongue.

He spent long minutes exploring. Licking, tasting, nipping at the silky skin covering such hard, quivering muscle. He sucked the rounded glans between his lips and found the narrow slit, sucking first, and then dipping his tongue into it, tasting the first salty, bittersweet drops of semen that appeared as Stef's arousal grew. He circled Stef's growing erection, using his tongue and lips, nibbling with the sharp edges of his teeth as he worked his way up and then down the thick shaft.

Opening his thoughts to Stefan's swirling impressions, he felt the hot press of his own tongue, the sharp nips, the exquisite pressure when he locked his lips around the broad crown and sucked hard, when he stretched the small opening with the tip of his tongue, forcing entry to the point of pain.

But not beyond. Sharing the sensations, reacting to Stefan's internal barometer of what worked, what didn't, he knew exactly how to please his lover. Anton's own erection felt hot and heavy, rising slowly to press against his taut belly, and he shared that with Stefan, that sense of hot blood throbbing along his length, accompanied by the perfect ache of arousal. His balls tightened up close between his legs, muscles hardened in response to taste and touch, blood rushed into his cock until he was fully engorged.

And ready. He was so ready to take it further, but delaying satisfaction, teasing ... the slow build of sensation was a luxury neither of them had indulged in for much too long.

Scent rich with pheromones drifted with the gentle air currents, teasing.

Arousing.

Stef bucked his hips, raising Anton slightly. His breath was choppy and fast, his lips parted on a tight, feral grin. "You gonna play all night, my friend? Or do you know where you're going with this?"

"Oh, I know, all right." Anton swept his tongue over Stefan's leaking crown and once again caught a tiny bubble of cream. The sharp taste stirred his senses. He inhaled, filling his lungs with Stef's musky scent. His breath hitched in his throat as he wrapped his fist around his lover's erection and gave him a few hard, fast strokes. "I merely wanted to make sure we're in agreement. No argument. You're mine tonight, Stef. All mine, in all ways."

Stefan's amber eyes blazed in the pale light of dawn as he nodded. Short, sharp—almost frantic—jerks of his chin. When had the day begun to grow light? How long had they lain here, the two of them touching and tasting?

Keisha might be wondering where he'd gone. Anton pulled his mind out of the moment and sent a brief thought her way, finding only the resting mind of his beloved mate. His wife slept, her body wrapped close around their slumbering three-month-old daughter. He searched wider and found the twins, Gabe and Mac. Almost four now, they sprawled loose-limbed and dreaming in their bunk beds. Then on to the next room where Lily slept peacefully, practically lost among stuffed toys and dolls. He paused a moment, curious about her dreams, but her powerful mind was closed to him. Moving on, he left her dreaming alone in her princess bed with the pink canopy draped all about.

Someday he'd have to ask Lily what she dreamed. He'd loved the way her mind would take him on amazing journeys when she was tiny. Now, though, as she grew older, she wrapped her privacy about her like a warm cloak.

Much as Anton had learned to do. Still, she amazed him, this perfect daughter he and Keisha had created. Already she showed signs of holding more magical power than Anton had ever imagined, even for himself, but that was a worry for another time. For now, all of those he loved were where they belonged.

All of them were safe.

Relieved, Anton crawled off Stef's legs, shoved them apart, and knelt between them. He sat there a moment, feeling the warmth of Stef's thighs against his calves, admiring the perfect body lying before him. Goddess, how he loved this man!

(Continues...)



Excerpted from Wolf Tales 12 by KATE DOUGLAS Copyright © 2011 by Kate Douglas. Excerpted by permission of APHRODISIA BOOKS. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
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  • Posted October 4, 2011

    Wolf Tales (Stories of the Chanku)

    First of all this book as well as all eleven of them before it, and all of the short stories of the Chanku in one thru eight of the Sexy Beast is the best stories I believe I have ever read. Kate Douglas, does a fantastic job in the discription of the sex scenes, but even more than that, she shows a group of people that become family through a common race called Chanku. I have read love stories, and loved them, but these books are way beyond any you will ever read. She shows, not just love, but unconditional love. If the world could love as they do, it would be a lot better place to live. Of course this is not a book for a younger reader, it is an adult book. But the story behind it will drive you to smile, laugh, and yes even cry. It is the most heart warming story I have read. Kate Douglas is a wonderful writer that you will be able to tell as well as I did, that she puts so much heart into her books. I do hope that you enjoy these books as I have.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 15, 2011

    Sad to see end

    This was a good book and sorry to see the series end. It wrapped up the series well in some ways but left plenty of room for there to be more in the future. One can only hope. The Chanku were a breed all their own.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted September 10, 2011

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    love it

    love it must it

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  • Posted July 26, 2011

    Sad the series is done, but a great conclusion - AWESOME!!

    Wolf Tales 12 is the conclusion of a wonderful saga. There are 12 full length novels and 9 short stories. It has been an epic journey and I feel sad but elated that the journey is complete. Kate Douglas has led me on a sensual and beautiful voyage. I devoured the Wolf Tales books right from the get go. I would have to say I was lucky, because I came in the story late. Wolf Tales 11 was just coming out for release. I can't imagine how hard it would have been to wait for each of the 20 stories after the first one was released. I delved right in the lives of the Chanku, a race of shape shifters. Enchanted by their love, loyalty and sexuality; Ms. Douglas took me to a place I have never been. She made me cry and shocked me; and I loved every moment of it. Wolf Tales 12 takes place five years after #11. Change is in the air and after so many years of peaceful existence, the lives of the pack are going to be transformed into something no one ever expected. Lily has always been a special child. Born to Anton and Keisha, the packs supreme alphas, Lily has always been a bit more. She is a precocious and brilliant child, an old soul at the age of six. Lily will usher the Chanku into a new existence. The pack is planning to come together for a special occasion, the birth of a child. A time for celebration is marked with loss and fear of the unknown. Lily is on a quest to help her father and her pack. Her journey will bring everyone together like they have never been. Will the knowledge tear them apart or bring them together, stronger than ever? This is a hard review to write. Wolf Tales 12 is not like the other novels in the series. You know the end is coming and you are hesitant for it to end. Ms. Douglas took me on a slow ride. She answered questions I didn't even know I had. I was able to bury myself in the characters I have grown to know and love. The story was very well paced and the action didn't take away from the plot. In fact, the story was like a cup of cocoa; hot, rich and oh so soothing. It hit the spot. I ended the story craving more but I was very satisfied. Well done Kate Douglas on a book series that has been an utter joy to read and will have a permanent home in my collection.

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  • Posted July 15, 2011

    Kate has done it again, superb!!"

    This series took it up a notch with every book. I will miss all the fabulous characters. Wolf tales 1-12 were a joy to read.

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  • Posted July 13, 2011

    Sexy Hot like always!

    This book is a culmination of all of the Chanku books! With all of the sexy people in one book, who could ask for anything better. We get love and kindness, lots of hot sex (of course) and some crying. The characters become a part of us and it makes you wish that this really wasn't the last of the series. Kates done it again! Love it!

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  • Posted July 12, 2011

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    This is a superb finish to one of the great urban fantasy series on the market over the past six years

    The Chanku shapeshifters have lived thousands of years amongst the humans, but for the most part have gone unnoticed. They have packs in several states but the prime locale has been Montana for years. Their patriarch Anton feels restless as things have been too quiet lately.

    Lily notices the cave dwelling pictures near the Montana estate. When she vanishes even Eve the Goddess cannot locate her. As her parents Anton and Keisha worry, in DC Nick Bardon saves people from a terrorist attack but exposes his shapeshifting skills for the world to see. As the packs in Maine, Colorado and San Francisco converge on Montana, the Chanku learn of others out there needing rescue and more information about their origins.

    This is a superb finish to one of the great urban fantasy series on the market over the past six years. Action-packed with sex playing a key role in the exciting story line, fans will relish this terrific climax as the key overarching themes are resolved with the Chanku coming together in Big Sky Country seeking their heritage.

    Harriet Klausner

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  • Posted July 11, 2011

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    Amazing and sexy!!!

    Absolutely excruciating and amazing... this was one of the best endings to a series that I have read. Bitter sweet and an absolutely enchanting. I will miss these characters being the main focus but look forward to the 2nd generation. Douglas has captured pure love and magic with a enormous dose a hot and sexy erotic tales in this series and am certain the next will deliver as well.

    Fabulous Kate, thank you so much for the amazing journey.

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  • Posted April 7, 2013

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    Definitely recommend this for Kate lovers

    I'm glad she brought the gang together though now I want to know what happens when the kids grow up. I'm hopefull there will be more love the style of writing. Definitely love the quick to chancku lifestyle initiations where can I find a few good men like that in my neck of the woods.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 25, 2013

    Great end to a great series

    Just can't say how much I loved this series. The characters are touching and the story is well developed throughout hope there is more to come later

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 21, 2012

    Loved to be Chanku in my 2nd life

    I have enjoyed the erotic series from Kate I wish there could be a reunion series. And these series should be transposed into a tv show on HBO or Cinemax it would be so awesome!


    Boobie

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