Forget Me Not (#2, The Mystic Wolves)

By Belinda Boring

Only a fool would think they could steal from a werewolf ...

Anticipating a quiet night alone with the man she loves, Darcy’s world is sent into a spin with the arrival of someone from the past—Mason’s. She is further shocked by the intruder’s claim she may not even be the true mate of the Mystic Wolves Alpha. Accusations start to fly, leading to her new enemy being granted asylum, and this is just the beginning of trouble.

Relying on the reassurances of Mason and the support of her friends and Pack, Darcy soon falls under attack. Suspicions are raised, and with no other choice, she must flee with Devlin to safety where hopefully they can untangle the lies hidden behind the use of magic. Time is quickly ticking away, leading to a showdown where everything is on the line.

They need to uncover the truth before it’s too late, or once again, Darcy will need to fight to hold onto her dreams.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Belinda Boring
• Release date: May 6, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476320908

Belinda Boring

A homesick Aussie living amongst the cactus and mountains of Arizona, Belinda Boring is a self proclaimed addict of romance and all things swoon worthy. It wasn't long before she began writing, pouring her imagination and creativity into the stories she dreams. Whether urban fantasy, paranormal romance or romance in general, Belinda strives to share great plots with heart and characters that you can't help but connect with. Of course, she wouldn't be Belinda without adding heroes she hopes will curl your toes. Surrounded by a supportive cast of family, friends and the man she gives her heart and soul to, Belinda is living the good life. Happy reading!

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Only a fool would think to steal from a werewolf …

Excuse me?

I looked the woman up and down. It irritated me how she hung on Mason, as if she had every right in the world to do it. I growled and stepped forward, ready to go to war for the man I loved. I didn’t even care about whatever excuse she would give for invading our lives with her false presumptions—I was pissed. I could feel the change happening, and I smiled. Judging from the way she blanched, I knew my fangs must have shown.

Darcy, stop. Mason’s voice broke through my anger, and luckily for him he’d moved away from her. This is Amber, and it’s not what it seems.

Who is this, Mason? And why does she think she has a hold over you? Amber asked.

The syrupy sweetness of her tone set my teeth on edge, and I launched myself at her.

Praise for The Mystic Wolves

Not since Twilight has a book grabbed me so fast.

Cindy, Amazon.

This book is filled with great characters - including a lead female that readers can identify with and the swoon-worthy alpha male that you'll drool over.

Tishia, Paranormal Opinion.

Mason and Darcy are my favorite werewolves since Elena and Clay.

Mandie, Time 4 Mommy.

FANFRIGGINTASTIC. I LOVE THIS BOOK!!

TSM, Amazon.

The Mystic Wolves is an intoxicating read with pages full of action, suspense, intrigue, and a wonderful romance.

Kathryn Grimes, Amazon.

Forget Me Not

A Mystic Wolves Novel

by

Belinda Boring

Copyright 2012 Belinda Boring

Moonstruck Media

Cover art by Belinda Boring

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Dedication

To the voice of doubt in my head:

I have nothing to say to you other than this …

*blows the LOUDEST raspberry EVER*

Acknowledgements

This has definitely been one of those ventures that required everything – blood, sweat, and tears. Sounds scary, right? Nope. Now that I’m standing at the finish line, I’m grateful for the lessons that came with this journey.

It never ceases to amaze me how I’m surrounded by some of the most genuine, supportive, loving, I’m there for you whenever you need me, friends. It’s humbling to know that I’ve warranted such loyalty, and I will always be grateful for how you all have helped me through these last few months. For the cheerleader texts, the chats that helped renew my perspective, and the heartfelt I love you messages that gave me strength to keep going, regardless of what life kept throwing at me. You are all such an integral part of my life, an important one, and I wouldn’t trade any of you for the world. Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU for being unfailing. For being you.

This book will forever be my the little book that could. I love it. I’m proud of it. I fought hard for it. I hope you all enjoy it as much as me.

~ Bels

Chapter One

Excuse me?

I looked the woman up and down. It irritated me how she hung on Mason, as if she had every right in the world to do it. I growled and stepped forward, ready to go to war for the man I loved. I didn’t even care about whatever excuse she would give for invading our lives with her false presumptions—I was pissed. I could feel the change happening, and I smiled. Judging from the way she blanched, I knew my fangs must have shown.

Darcy, stop. Mason’s voice broke through my anger, and luckily for him he’d moved away from her. This is Amber, and it’s not what it seems.

Who is this, Mason? And why does she think she has a hold over you? Amber asked.

The syrupy sweetness of her tone set my teeth on edge, and I launched myself at her. I was acting on the most primal of levels, hospitality be damned. I was instantly caught up in strong embrace of Alpha, and pulled in tight to his chest. I lunged again with my hands clenched into fists.

Calm down, baby, he whispered into my ear, his deep, rumbling timbre trying to soothe the savageness rising within me. There’s no threat here. Trust me. I felt a small layer of power under his words, and my wolf stood down—for the moment. I realized I was panting as my body tensed—ready to fight.

Wrapped tightly in his arms, I glared at the intruder, and tried to unclench my jaw. Everything inside was on high alert, and I refused to look away. Listening for Mason’s response, I almost missed the flicker of amusement that crossed her face.

What are you doing here? I’m pretty sure I made myself clear. It was the coldness in his tone which finally caused me to relax. He was surprised to see her, but there was no mistaking the anger as well. There was history between them, but whatever designs this Amber had were all one sided.

I heard, but it still doesn’t change that it was the wish of our parents. I thought you needed time to see the sense between the pairing, and now with the death of your sister, I knew you would need me. Her focus was on Mason, but her body language told me she was still aware of me. Maybe this is a discussion we need to continue away from your girlfriend.

Finally meeting my gaze, she smiled sympathetically. I’m sorry, I know this is sudden, but whatever you have with the Alpha is over. He is betrothed, so any promise you think you have with him can’t ever become a reality.

Amber. We are not betrothed.

But, you’re not tied to anyone. You don’t bear the marks. Why else would a male of your virility and status remain alone? She looked at me again. Surely, she’s not the reason why. She’s nothing, Mason, merely something to slake your lust with.

He’d loosened his grip on me, and I broke free from his embrace. My vision zeroed in on her throat, restarting the process of shifting. I was determined that one way or the other, there would be one less werewolf on the property when I was done.

Darcy. Not only did he use my name, but Mason also slammed his plea through our mental connection, layering it thick with his love and need for me to stop. I wanted blood—needing to do something to show this two-bit hussy I wasn’t so easily tossed aside. I was the one Mason would be mating with, and another growl escaped from my mouth in warning.

I felt myself start to waiver, understanding the worry reflected in his eyes. Calming, I dragged a deep breath into my lungs. I ignored the words of apology he sent, the look of regret. I didn’t ignore the triumph on her face, however.

I refuse to leave until you at least listen to what I have to say. We have much to discuss… privately, she answered, looking down her nose at me.

Enough, Amber. I don’t care who you think you are, you do not come into my home and threaten my future mate. Do you understand? He waited for her to nod before he continued. I don’t want you, and I thought I made that perfectly clear. If you need a reminder, then by all means, let me explain it one last time. But this ends tonight. He jabbed his finger at her to add emphasis.

Gesturing for me to wait a moment, he led the stunned Amber into the living room. Signaling for me to lead the way, we headed toward my bedroom, the tension and unanswered questions hanging between us. The anger I’d been feeling began to diffuse as a need to know what just happened replaced it, and I let out a heavy breath.

Was this a sign of things to come? I thought to myself. Lately it seemed we’d suffer from one tragedy, and before we could even recover, someone else stepped in to wreak havoc. I knew life as a werewolf was a constant source of ups and downs, especially being closely tied with an Alpha, but somehow I’d gotten used to things being quieter. We’d gone from a relatively peaceful pack, to losing our pack sister, to having to deal with a vampire with a need to control everything, and now this.

Thinking about Avery still made me cringe. The measures he’d taken to get what he wanted were extreme and the image of Mason chained to the basement wall of the vampire’s estate still haunted me. Avery had thought to use me as a bargaining chip, but with the help of Devlin, a vampire enforcer, I’d managed to stop his plans. But it came at a high cost—Mason’s sister Jasmine had been killed by a human Avery had been manipulating.

We entered and I went to sit on the bed. Thinking better of it, I shifted the clothing resting on the armchair, and took a seat. Now that we were alone, and I could ask Mason to explain, I couldn’t find the words to start. It seemed neither could he, and we sat there in silence until I finally spoke up.

You didn’t need to step in. I couldn’t hide the hurt in my voice.

I know. His answer came out with a long sigh. In my defense, if I hadn’t, you would’ve killed her.

She deserved it. She’s lucky to still be breathing.

Mason chuckled, and I glared at him. Trying to judge my mood, he added, I’m proud of you. I’m not going to lie—part of me was willing to let you go at it just to watch.

His confession surprised me. So why did you stop me? It was within my right.

I know it was, but it’s also my right to keep you from danger. Not that she stood a chance at hurting you. I just … I didn’t want another death on your conscience. I know I can’t shield you from this part of pack politics, especially with you as my wife. You’ll see your fair share of challenges, but this conflict was easily avoidable. Amber is no threat to you—to us—so once she sees that, she’ll be on her way. I guarantee when we go out there, she’ll apologize and then slink off back to wherever she’s been hiding.

What he said made sense, even though it left a bitter taste in my mouth. It was just hard to bury the bloodthirsty need to destroy anything standing in the way of our mating ritual. I’d go to hell and back for Mason. Having just battled a power hungry vampire, who thought he could threaten him, some blonde werewolf was nothing. I took in another deep, calming breath.

So, who is she?

Amber’s someone from my past who won’t stay there—the daughter of a family who’s been associated with this pack for a very long time, Mason answered, finally taking a seat on the edge of my bed before he continued.

It was all about power with my father. There was a joke circulating around the pack during my early childhood that the only thing saving me from a drowning was that I hadn’t been born a female. Nothing I did was right in his eyes. I was never good enough, and a constant source of derision. He was a tough man to please—impossible—and I know it created a lot of worry for my mother. She did her best to shield me, but it only made his belief in my weakness stronger so she eventually left me to his defenses. Things changed for the better, however, when a neighboring pack celebrated the birth of a daughter. Finally I had a purpose. I could be used to form an alliance to solidify his influence, so I became betrothed.

But that’s such an old practice, rarely used now, I interrupted. I was shocked he’d been put under such obligation.

My father didn’t care. Neither did I, because it meant he left me in peace. He never saw my worth, and with his focus now on different things, I secretly trained and prepared for the day I’d eventually have to face him.

What about Amber?

She was completely besotted with me and under the rule of her father. He wasn’t a fool to discredit me, knowing sooner or later I would become the new leader of the Mystic Wolves. While he sweet-talked my father, he had Amber try to win my affections. It almost worked too. But it was all for nothing when my parents were killed. I stepped forward and the pack accepted me as their Alpha without any fanfare. Amber’s father tried to push the issue of the arranged marriage, but I refused.

How long ago was this? I asked.

About five years. Amber’s father has done everything he could to force me to marry his daughter, even bringing me before the Council. They deemed it pack business, and dismissed the case immediately. Every now and then, Amber thinks she can try to change my mind, but each time I send her away. We last spoke two years ago, and I honestly thought I’d convinced her to give up her vain hope. Everything returned to normal and then I met you. I haven’t thought of her until today, and I was just as shocked as you were to see her.

I looked into his strong, handsome face, the sincerity of his words blazing in his blue eyes. Getting up from my chair, I sat beside Mason. He opened his arms, and I relaxed into them.

I don’t think I’ve ever been so mad. Seeing her hang all over you—kissing you—pushed me right over the edge. I’m the one who always tries to find a peaceful solution, but I wanted her blood. I still want it.

Just remember… I’m yours, and we’ll be mated in a few weeks. Nothing will change that. You’re stuck with me, Darcy O’Connor. Sounds good, doesn’t it? he whispered in my ear.

It’s perfect. I smiled, holding my hand out to him. Okay, time to see why she’s here. The sooner we do, the sooner she can leave and never come back.

Mason kissed me languidly, taking his time, and when he was finished there was a grin on both of our faces, and the tension had completely lifted.

Reaching for the door handle, I paused. Just so you know. Next time she insults me like that, I will eat her. I flashed my fangs at him, my voice steady to show my seriousness.

He cocked his eyebrow, shaking his head at me. I have no doubt. If she’s that stupid, I wish her luck. And by the way… this side of you is definitely a turn on. He caressed the side of my cheek, studying my face. Yep, sure is. He kissed me once more, and then led us back to the living room.

Chapter Two

Amber burst into tears, burying her head into her hands the moment she saw us enter the room. Tightening his grip on my fingers, Mason made no move to comfort her, and I tried desperately to stop a sound of disgust from escaping from my mouth. She was definitely a good actress, but not quite convincing enough—that was until she lifted her face, and genuine tears were streaming down her cheeks.

Still unsure over how to judge her reaction, I remained by Mason’s side, willing to follow his lead. He just stood there, unmoved by the display of emotion and waited for her to finish. He wore a look of annoyance, showing his patience was wearing thin, and just when I thought he would snap, Amber finally spoke.

I’m so sorry, Mason. My father made me do it.

This time I didn’t hold it in, and I laughed in disbelief. Reaching to quiet me, Mason looked on with skepticism. Walking over to the nearby side table, he returned with a box of tissues and tossed them at her. Struggling to keep hold of it, she took one, a feeble smile on her lips as she began to dab away her tears.

Mason directed me over to the opposite couch, and taking a seat, I glanced at him expectantly. I knew he was measuring his response, trying to find the right thing to say.. Gone was the arrogant attitude I’d sensed earlier in Amber. The woman sitting here clearly appeared upset by the turn of events, and there was no hiding the fear when she finally looked up.

We’ve gone through this before, Amber. What has your father asked you to do now? And the truth please, I don’t have the patience to go digging for it. Even though he leaned back beside me, I could feel the tautness in his body. Something wasn’t right.

"Do I really need to talk in front of her? This

Reviews for Forget Me Not (#2, The Mystic Wolves)

[alaskanbookie · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

I enjoyed this second story in the series a bit more than the first. Still with the sugary sweet romance that was Darcy and Mason (feel the cavities burning in my head!) but there was a lot more action and stuff going on to distract from the candy-fest.

[merisha_abbott · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

I was loaned this book through a friend on amazon!!~~~
Forget Me Not

WOW JUST WOW!!! The author writes with so much passion and conviction that the read is just left thirsty and begging for more. I felt breathless after reading each kissing scene as if I was Darcy. I love that I can connect and feel so closely interwoven in such an tantalizing story. I can't tell you how enamored I was it is just hard to describe in words how I feel. I absolutely think I found a favorite read and a new favorite series!! I love the characters and all the swoon worthy men. Me I'm more for Devlin but love Mason almost as much. I have already started the 3rd book Testing Fate and let me tell you I feel as though I'm on the edge of my seat. The ending of Forget me not is unforgettable!!!!


Forget Me Not picks up the story where Mystic Wolves left on in that she is 3 weeks from being mated and a interloper shows up at the pack house door claiming asylum. The girl claims to be the rightful mate to Mason (WTH??!!!). With the turn of events, we end up on trial but whos?? I give this book a swooning 5 star fanning myself review!!!

[bookwhisperer · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

Forget Me Not is the second full length book in The Mystic Wolves series. Book one which is compilation of three original stories is now offered as a full length novel. The end of The Mystic Wolves was a cliff hanger with the arrival of Mason’s betrothed’s arrival. This second novel jumps right into where we left off, and the developments will carry readers through the remainder of this book. Always feeling as though the short stories were never enough this full length novel will quench readers thirst for more. Don’t underestimate the power of this story, and readers will still be left craving more, but it was refreshing to settle in for the ride. The anticipation for more will continue as Belinda leaves readers with yet another cliff hanger that will suspend Mason and Darcy into the unknown. Also surprisingly I was intrigued by the developments of one beloved Vampire, and find myself torn between loyalty and curiosity of what will come. This is awesome series, and I can’t express my love for it enough. Until the next book I will be waiting patiently!