His Lost Mate (The Ward Wolf Pack Novella Series, Book 1)

By Theresa Hissong

His Lost Mate
The Ward Wolf Pack Novella Series
Book 1

Nash Ward, alpha to a pack of white wolves, took his role as leader very seriously when his family and pack were almost destroyed by a clan of bear shifters ten years prior. It became his duty to protect the remaining four members, but when a human female shows up, scenting of his mate, his carefully hidden world opens up.

Isabell Palmer, a journalist and survivalist, travels north from her home in Anchorage to spend four days on a solo hike. She hires Ward Air & Transportation to fly her into the remote location to start her journey, taking photos and gathering information for her article on backpacking locations in the state. She doesn’t expect to be thrust into the world of the paranormal.

Nash immediately notices the female, but the need to keep his family’s secret safe outweighs the desire for a mate. Until the night he loses control, revealing himself to Isabell.

When the truth comes out, will she run far away or stay with him even though they live in fear of being hunted at every turn?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Theresa Hissong
• Release date: Feb 23, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005864217

Theresa Hissong

About Theresa Hissong:Theresa Hissong is the bestselling author of the Rise of the Pride series. She writes paranormal romance, rockstar romance, and romantic suspense.She enjoys spending her days and nights creating the perfect love affair, and she takes those ideas to paper. When she’s not writing, Theresa spends her free time traveling and attending concerts all over the United States.

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

About the Author

Copyright © 2021 Theresa Hissong

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This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The names of people, places, things, songs, and bands are all created from the author's mind and are only used for entertainment. Any mention of a song or band, in the book has been given proper credit for use.

This book is for adults, 18 and older only, due to content.

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Dedication:

For those of you who are looking for an adventure.

Chapter 1

The wind was turning colder as Nash and his brother, Mason, put away their tools and headed for the terminal. Winter was coming, and soon. It was fall, but the snow and cold started earlier in Alaska than the other states in the lower forty-eight.

The pack was grateful the fall equinox had come and gone, and the days were getting shorter and shorter. They could feel it coming.

Nash liked the winter months. The constant darkness helped them hide better. As far as he knew, they were the only shifters in the area, but that didn’t mean anything when you had a stigma hanging over your head.

Nash had done everything in his power to protect the small pack of wolves he had cared for since taking over the role of alpha. They were wanted…hunted at every turn. Ancient myths had placed them in the worst category, but his pack was different. They were good, and they had nothing to do with the evil of his shifterkind.

It was no secret to supernatural creatures that wolves were bad, but most didn’t know white wolves existed. White wolves weren’t evil like the others. Wolves were rapists, murderers, and thieves. But those wolves weren’t purebloods like him or his family. As far as he knew, the Ward pack was an anomaly…rare…and possibly the only white wolves left in existence. He didn’t know about the rest of the world, because he had chosen to isolate them. He didn’t know of any other way to do it, and thankfully, his small pack had agreed.

We have a shuttle to the north end of the trail tomorrow, Mason announced as he thumbed through the schedule. She booked a flight to the trailhead and a vehicle pick up on Friday.

The pack of wolf shifters owned and operated the only shuttle service in the area, flying hikers to and from the trailheads in a remote part of Alaska and delivering supplies to the residents who lived deep in the forest and off the grid.

Nash never questioned the hikers who preferred to start at the north end and finish closer to the airstrip, opting for a van to pick them up at the south end, which was only ten miles from their pack. Mason and Nash had been flying their customers into the bush since they’d learned how to fly early in their twenties, and Aspen had been running the van as long as she had been legally able to drive.

Now, seven years later, they had been voted the best in the area, and other bush pilots recommended them to hikers who were looking for information on getting to the pass for a three to four-day getaway.

Yeah, Nash mumbled. He grabbed a box to begin stocking the shelves of their camp store, and he was too much in his own head to pay much attention. His mind was on other things. A female hiking alone wasn’t new, but his younger brother always worried for them whenever the females booked a flight. The hike over and through the pass wasn’t for the faint of heart. It was hard, and the land was full of predators…animal ones. He made sure the pack kept an eye out for anything paranormal.

Four days alone? She’ll be covering a lot of land. Did you make sure she was ready for that challenge? Mason’s brow furrowed as he leaned against the desk.

Actually, I talked to her, Aspen, his baby sister and receptionist at Ward Air and Transportation, said while rolling her eyes. Nash scratched his beard and laughed under his breath. He didn’t doubt her. She is a seasoned hiker from Anchorage. This is her first time up here, but she’s done several single hikes in the state. I think she’s going to be just fine.

Hmm, Mason hummed as his brows pinched in concern. But it’s a female passenger, and she’s going solo. Does she have a weapon?

Nash raised his head. We’ve had plenty of hikers come through the area, Mason. We have to take their word for it if they say they are experienced.

It worries me, he grunted and signed off on the paperwork.

And I said she’s going to be fine. Aspen rolled her eyes. You are so overprotective.

We have every right to be, and you best remember that, Mason interjected, frowning.

Leave your brother alone. Nash narrowed his eyes at his brother and sister, sending out an order through his alpha magic. Both of them relaxed after a moment, but he could still sense Mason’s concern over their wellbeing.

It was still a touchy subject around the pack. Ten years ago, their lives had changed when a clan of bears came in and killed all but five of them. If it hadn’t been for Nash’s alpha genes, they would’ve eventually died without the presence of an alpha. Alphas were needed to keep the pack alive, and the bears had left them with that knowledge in mind, allowing nature to rid them of the children because they’d been too big of cowards to slice their throats like they had their parents.

Isabell marked off the checklist of items she would need for the late fall hike through the pass. She had four days to soak in the wilderness and trek thirty-seven miles across different terrains to get the images she needed for the article her editor wanted for Alaska Hiking Magazine.

There was enough trail mix to last her a week. Anything else would have to be caught on her collapsible fishing pole or killed by gun or traps. It didn’t matter to her. She’d be fine. It wasn’t like this was going to be her first hike, anyway. She’d been trained by the best.

A bit of emotion choked her up when she thought of her grandfather. He’d taught her everything she needed to know about survival and the wilderness of Alaska. God, she missed him.

She didn’t have any other family nor did she have any friends. It was lonely, but she kept herself busy. The only one to