Bright Blue Moon

By Ranae Rose

A second chance at a happily ever after only comes once in a blue moon – or in Kimberly’s case, once in a lifetime. After the disappearance of the only man she’s ever loved, she knows that after so many years, chances are slim that Michael is still alive. But when her world is shifted on its axis at their daughter’s wedding, it becomes clear that anything is possible.

Leaving behind the woman he loved and their unborn child was the hardest thing Michael ever had to do – even harder than seeing his pack massacred, or spending most of his life on the run, hunting and being hunted. In the aftermath of a battle that finally ended the threat posed by a vicious clan of shifter hunters, he’s finally free to return to Kimberly.

Despite the passage of time, the spark of their love is still alive. Unfortunately, their reunion coincides with the strangest trouble the Half Moon Pack has ever encountered: the arrival of a monster hunting TV show crew determined to prove that something unnatural is lurking in the Great Smoky Mountains.

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookBaby
• Release date: Oct 22, 2013
• ISBN: 9781483511399

Ranae Rose

Hi, I’m Ranae, author of 30+ romance novels and novellas. My works include the Inked in the Steel City Series, Lock and Key Series, South Island PD Series and more. I began writing romance in 2011 in my early twenties, and the romance book community has been a source of joy ever since.I live in the South with a husband who’s even better than any of the heroes I’ve written, two kids, two cats who think they run the show and a dog who tolerates us all. In my free time, I’m a voracious reader, avid cook, and possibly the world’s most enthusiastic amateur urban gardener.

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Bright Blue Moon

Half Moon Shifters, Book 2.5

by Ranae Rose

Copyright © 2013 Ranae Rose

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Bright Blue Moon

A second chance at a happily ever after only comes once in a blue moon – or in Kimberly’s case, once in a lifetime. After the disappearance of the only man she’s ever loved, she knows that after so many years, chances are slim that Michael is still alive. But when her world is shifted on its axis at their daughter’s wedding, it becomes clear that anything is possible.

Leaving behind the woman he loved and their unborn child was the hardest thing Michael ever had to do – even harder than seeing his pack massacred, or spending most of his life on the run, hunting and being hunted. In the aftermath of a battle that finally ended the threat posed by a vicious clan of shifter hunters, he’s finally free to return to Kimberly.

Despite the passage of time, the spark of their love is still alive. Unfortunately, their reunion coincides with the strangest trouble the Half Moon Pack has ever encountered: the arrival of a monster hunting TV show crew determined to prove that something unnatural is lurking in the Great Smoky Mountains.

Book 2.5 in the Half Moon Shifters Series

Praise for Lonely Alpha (Half Moon Shifters, #1)

Lonely Alpha is one sizzling hot romantic thrill-ride. The danger is intense and it keeps things heated as the romance builds between Mandy and Jack. Ranae Rose's Lonely Alpha is a sultry, delightful novella. -Joyfully Reviewed

[Mandy] and Jack have incredible chemistry. [...] Ms. Rose kept me on the edge of my seat. -The Romance Studio

The love scenes fit perfectly. -Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews

A must-read for werewolf fans. -Sizzling Hot Book Reviews

CHAPTER 1

Strawberries and cream. The scent drifted across the small cabin’s main room, preceding her entry. Michael inhaled deeply, savoring the heavenly aroma, and lost it in a rush of breath when she appeared.

Sometimes he wondered if this – if she – was really real, and every time, it was the scent that ultimately convinced him: yes. Yes, he’d made it. After years of fighting he had his prize – one he’d doubted, many times, he’d live to enjoy.

I’m ready – let’s go. Kimberly stood by the hand-made dinette table, a backpack – his backpack – slung over one shoulder and a red handkerchief tied around her head, folded into a triangle that held her strawberry-blonde waves back.

Go where? The earthy tang of decaying leaves hung in the air, reminding him of the season – autumn, his favorite. The mountains called to him, but not like she did. If he got closer to her, he’d only be able to smell strawberries and cream – her and only her, the scent he’d craved throughout years of deprivation.

A glimmer passed through her brown eyes. Searching, of course. Official search parties set out earlier today, and the rangers have been looking ever since a report was filed, but nobody knows these mountains like the Half Moon Pack.

The fact that he and she weren’t technically part of the Half Moon Pack didn’t seem to enter into her thoughts.

Right. The missing hiker. You want to join the search? The news had spread all over the mountains that morning – a hiker who’d been visiting the Great Smoky Mountains on vacation with his fiancée had gone missing the day before.

She took a step backward, like she’d received a small shock, her eyes narrowing. Did you think I’d just sit around the cabin twiddling my thumbs while you were out scouring the woods with the others? I may not be a wolf, but I can still help. She spoke with remarkable matter-of-factness for someone who’d just learned that her daughter – and the father of said daughter, who she’d only recently been reunited with – were wolf shifters.

The others are meeting up at six. He’d agreed to join the rest of the pack then, at Jack and Mandy’s cabin. Knowing that many of the human search parties would be turning in for the night, they’d have free roam of the woods under the cover of darkness. Their lupine senses would allow them to search effectively by moonlight, to hopefully locate the lost hiker without risking running into humans in their wolf forms.

That’s in twenty minutes. She hiked the backpack a little higher onto her shoulder. We’d better head down the mountain.

It’d only been a week since they’d been reunited, since the terror and carnage of a shifter-hunter attack had drawn them back together. Though his latest bullet wound had faded to a harmless scar, his body fully restored by moonlight, he still heard bullets flying, still felt a prickle at the back of his neck that told him he was being tailed.

He wasn’t – it was all over now – but nearly three decades of hunting and being hunted could do that to a person, could train the mind to see danger lurking where there was none. So it was only natural that he wanted to keep her safe, and yet…

He knew that look. They’d been separated for far too long, and yet, he didn’t dare protest. Not when her eyes were shining like that. We takin’ your car down to Jack and Mandy’s? The safest place for her was probably by his side, anyway. Especially if the rest of the pack were going to be out on the search.

And he’d make sure he kept her close – he’d be breathing in the scent of strawberries and cream all night, or he’d be damned.

She raised one hand, jingling her keys. Yeah.

He walked with her, out of the rental cabin and to the car. You gonna be warm enough? She wore jeans that looked like sin wrapped around her long legs, hiking boots and a mid-weight jacket. Unlike him, she wouldn’t have fur to ward against the night’s chill.

I’ve got a sweater on under this, she said, plucking at her jacket sleeve as she slid into the driver’s seat. I’ll probably be too warm, once we get moving.

All right. He settled into the passenger seat, head spinning with thoughts of what lay under her jacket, her sweater… Good lord, what he wouldn’t give to know. To see. To…

I packed snacks, she said, steering out of the rental cabin’s driveway and onto the mountain road. Dried fruit, trail mix and bottled water. She gestured toward the backpack she’d placed in the backseat. Just so you know.

Good thinking. Food was the farthest thing from his mind, though he hadn’t eaten since lunch.

Even being alone with her in the car was a thrill. Her scent filled the cab, making his thoughts go hazy around the edges as he simply breathed, forgoing conversation in favor of the simple luxury of being in her presence.

They’d spent far, far too long apart. Being near her, he was like a starving man trying to keep his hands off a filet mignon. Every second that ticked by was an exercise in self-control; he craved her – his mate, whether she saw it that way or not – with every fiber of his being.

The drive passed in a blur of orange-gold foliage, fall’s last blaze of color, and ended far too quickly. Before he knew it, they were pulling into the driveway in front of Jack’s cabin, parking behind Mandy’s car.

The pack was already gathered on the porch. His and Kimberly’s daughter, Mandy, stood beside her mate – the alpha, Jack. The others were nearby, two other couples and a single female.

Michael couldn’t help but stare at Mandy, marveling at how much she resembled her mother – and even him, when he looked closely. She was 28 and he’d never met her as a child, had been forced to abandon a pregnant Kimberly in order to preserve her life and the life of their unborn baby girl. Now, she was all grown up, and about ready to give birth herself.

Crazy.

He cast a sideways glance at Kimberly, his heart beating faster as he eyed her pale, slender fingers and threw caution to the wind, reaching for them.

She let him take her hand, even flashed him a small smile as they approached the cabin together, though there were little lines of tension around the corners of her mouth and eyes.

Did she hate him as much as he hated himself for leaving her and Mandy?

There was a gap between them, for sure, but he’d bridge it … or die trying.

Jack nodded at Michael and Kimberly as they approached, and Mandy smiled. Looks like everyone’s here, Jack said. Let’s get started… He gave a brief overview of his plan for searching the surrounding mountains. They’d be breaking into pairs. Mandy’s not coming, so we’ll have an even number if Kimberly’s on board.

Kimberly nodded, her expression serious, almost fierce.

Shouldn’t take us long to find this hiker. Jack nodded toward the wilderness that stretched behind the cabin, miles and miles of mountains, shrouded in twilight. He’s a tourist – sounds like he went off on his own while his fiancée was cooking dinner at their campsite. Never came back. Probably got lost – it happens every now and again.

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