Insatiable: The Lone Werewolf finds his mate: Insatiable, #1

By Rachel E Rice

The moon is full, Wilder's needs are great. His desire for Adrienne: insatiable.

Adrienne, a college student with too much time on her hands and too little attention from her soon to be husband, Paul, who wants to wait until their honeymoon before "consummating the marriage." She recognizes that she made a mistake when she agrees to marry Paul just to get a free trip to Hawaii.

Wilder, the leader of a pack of Alpha Werewolves with no females, is in search of the perfect mate, one that will sire his pups to increase the size of his pack. One that will agree to be the mate to two other Alpha wolves--his brothers. Wilder feels that with the right female he can control and dominate a larger territory.

No human will agree to an arrangement where she is used only to increase his pack size. But a fateful meeting with Adrienne will solve one problem for Wilder, but not all.

Will Adrienne accept a life with Wilder, which has been mapped out for her by this controlling Lone Alpha Wolf? Will Adrienne try to escape from the fascinating, handsome, and seductive Wilder, thinking a life with Paul is a better alternative.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rachel E Rice
• Release date: Sep 14, 2014
• ISBN: 9781502220561

Rachel E Rice

Rachel E. Rice enjoys writing in different genres. As an Indie author she explores genres to find her voice. She has written contemporary romance, erotic romance, new adult, historical and science fiction. When she's not writing she is reading poetry. She has a BA and is a member of Romance Writers of America. 

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Paranormal Romance Books by Rachel E Rice

INSATIABLE: A BRIDE for A Werewolf: The Beginning is the first book which will explain how the Samsa werewolf clan came into existence.

Insatiable: A Werewolf’s Passion (Final book in the Insatiable series)

The Reading Order of the Insatiable Series:

1a A Bride For A Werewolf

Insatiable: The Lone Werewolf Finds his Mate

A Werewolf’s Hunger

A Werewolf’s Wedding

The Werewolves’ Challenge

Hunter’s Moon

Moon Tide

Moon Rapture

Tracker in Moonscape

Thorn in Moonscape

Damon in Moonscape

Insatiable Box Set Books 1-4

12. Hunter’s Moon Box Set (Hunter’s Moon, Moon Tide, Moon Rapture)

13. Moonscape Box Set (Tracker, Thorn, and Damon)

14.  Book 11: A Werewolf’s Passion (Final Book in the series)

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. No reproduction of this book part or whole is permitted. This book should not be scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without the author’s permission.

Chapter 1

Adrienne looked through the window, through the trees, and saw light quiet snow falling. Her eyes settled on the reflection of her soon-to-be new husband sleeping soundly, and she knew she had made a mistake.

It wasn’t the wedding or the honeymoon which made her nerves uneasy and her neck tighten. Her mother had planned everything. A honeymoon in Hawaii would be nice, she thought. But that’s a crazy reason to marry someone. She had met Paul in high school when she let it be known around school, that whoever had the biggest penis in their senior class would get a blow job, although not necessarily from her. It never happened. It was a prank, and she confessed to him, because she needed a date for the prom. They dated her senior year and went off to college together.

You’re supposed to marry in college, her mother said. You have the same interests. They did, they loved hiking, camping, and cycling, but there had to be more to it than reading the same books, and all that other stuff. What about sex, isn’t that important too? she thought. They had to be compatible when it came to sex, and there were a lot of things lacking in that department, including misrepresenting the size of his manhood.

She could enjoy lots of sex every day, if it happened, but it didn’t. Adrienne came to realize that Paul was a once-a-month kind of guy, if that, which seemed strange for a virile and active young man.

He stated that it would be advisable to wait until they were married. Isn’t that a woman’s line? Wait until we’re married, Adrienne thought. She took a second look at Paul, clothed in a pair of pajamas with pictures of sail boats in varied colors, lying with his back to her. This is it, she thought, and tiptoed quietly across the floor, throwing a few clothes into an overnight bag. She crept out of their apartment through the fresh new snow.

Struggling to put her key in the ignition, cranking up the car, her old Honda groaned, and she grimaced. Her eyes were narrow slits of determination, but she still thought Paul would catch her before she aimed the car east, going home. It had been a mistake living with Paul and agreeing to marry him, one she would soon rectify. No invitations had been sent out, no hearts had been broken, probably not even Paul’s. His days were filled working on his thesis, something about why sex before marriage ruined said marriage. How about why no sex makes for a boring life, boring relationships, and divorce, Adrienne thought.

Why would he bat an eye when he found out she wasn’t in their bed? He wouldn’t even notice that she had left until Sunday and today was Friday.

Paul would get up Saturday morning, take a shower, dress in his mom jeans, eat some of that green shit he mixed up to drink for breakfast, and head to his Saturday classes. Then, he would go out to a bar with his drunken, overachieving friends, and it would be Sunday before he woke up on the floor or couch of their apartment.

The sky was dark, except for a brilliant large moon, no stars, but she hadn’t noticed them in years. She was too busy with her studies, which almost compensated for the lack of attention, and lack of arousal that Paul was capable of undertaking, since she had been raped.

Adrienne had been raped one year to the day tomorrow, a Saturday night, and Paul was sleeping like now, and said he had heard nothing. He