Taking Him Home

By Ashlyn Hunter

All Caden wants for Christmas is a wolf to call his own, but in a town full of rival packs, finding one that's available is close to impossible. So when a trip to the store leads him to his mate, Caden's wolf howls for joy. The omega, however, doesn't share his enthusiasm and bolts the first chance he gets.

 

Sent on the chase of his life, Caden's determined to protect Miles no matter the cost.

 

Can he convince Miles to go home with him, or will Caden spend another holiday alone?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ashlyn Hunter
• Release date: Aug 18, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386847977

Book preview

Chapter One

Caden

I was halfway to my car with a load of groceries when I caught the most delicious scent. Faint at first, the frigid winds guided his smell to me before whisking it away again. It was something I could never forget. The scent was sweet, but not off-putting. It was almost like a vanilla candle that hadn’t burned very long and had just started to fill the room with warmth. My heat skipped, my balls tightened, and my wolf joined me in my joy.

In my mid-twenties, I’d started to think the whole fated mates deal between shifters was a myth, but it was the first thing that came to mind as soon as I picked up his scent. An omega.

Scenting the air again, my heart dropped into the pit of my stomach when the smell changed from sweet to bitter.

He’s terrified. But of what? Was he in danger? Was he being chased?

Picking up my pace, I dumped my bags into the backseat of my car, then went running after him. The car along with midday traffic would’ve only slowed me down, and once I was out of view, I shifted into my wolf, following the omega’s scent markers as he lead me farther away from town.

He kept to the tree line, but he was starting to run out of cover. A wolf inside our small town wasn’t welcome. Two wolves were even worse, but we kept running with me following behind him.

My paws beat against the frozen ground as I leapt over a park bench and into the woods.

He has to be here, my wolf insisted, the skin around my form starting to itch as I let my anxiety overwhelm me.

The omega’s scent was still there, strong as ever, the bitterness in the air thicker than I remembered. Was he afraid of me?

Please don’t run, I said, my voice gentle and inviting. I only want to protect you. Man, that sounded lame.

I paused mid-step, picking up a blood trail. His blood trail. Fighting back the nausea in my throat, I looked at the dark drops of blood clinging to the surrounding vegetation.

Not fatal, I assured myself, the trail being far too small to be more than a break in the skin. Still, the longer I weaved between the trees, the more my fears consumed me.

With his blood in the

Reviews for Taking Him Home

[Lyndsay Benward · Rating: 1 out of 5 stars]

This story left me more questions than answers. It needed more content to be a complete story.