I am absolutely delighted to be able to share with you the beautiful cover for Merryn Dexter’s debut novel A Mate’s Healing Touch which will be part of the fabulous Black Hills Wolves series from Decadent Publishing.
She has a secret the wrong people know
Hannah Fuentes has graduated Magna Cum Laude from the School of Hard Knocks. Beaten, pregnant and betrayed at seventeen, she has slowly built a life for herself in the small town of Hennessey, South Dakota.
He faces a future he doesn’t really want
Caleb Burrows is leaving town. His parents long to return to Los Lobos and pack life, lured by the promise of change under the new Alpha, Drew Tao. The most vivid memories that Caleb and his twin siblings have of pack life are ones of betrayal, pain and horror. They do not remember a time when the pack was at peace.
A chance encounter
Caleb has one final job to complete for the family construction business ñ the refurbishment of the local diner in Hennessey. He gets more than he bargained for. One look, one scent tells him that Hannah, the diner’s ‘pocket rocket’ waitress, is his mate. Caleb is determined that nothing will stop him from claiming Hannah as his own.
The first touch
An explosive encounter lays bare the secrets they have both fought so hard to keep hidden. Caleb must prove he can protect Hannah from the past and offer her a secure future. She must decide whether she is willing to give up the safe life she has worked so hard for. Her burgeoning relationship with Caleb shows there are untold wonders to be explored when she puts herself in the hands of a man who understands her true worth.
The past will test them
When Hannah’s past rears its ugly head, they must face it side by side. Only united can they save what is most precious to them. Together they will learn that family comes in many guises and there is nothing they won’t sacrifice when one of their own is threatened.
“Whatever you are
thinking, son. She’s not for you.” Although low, his tone was determined and
“I’m not thinking
anyth….” The lie fell away as the words soured on his tongue. A change tack was
in order and he folded his arms across his thick chest. Body language displays
were as effective on humans sometimes. “Why wouldn’t she be for me? I don’t see
a ring; is there a husband, boyfriend?” When Will shook his head sharply, a
flash of anger surged and he didn’t fight it.
“You think I’m not
good enough for your girl, is that it? That I’m some working stiff, only good
with his hands. I run the business with my father and my brother. I have
prospects, money, a good future any woman would be pleased to share with me.” Snapping
his mouth shut abruptly, he cut of the embarrassing need to sell his worth to
this man. What the hell is wrong with me?
That raspberry-and-pepper scent overwhelmed him suddenly as she crossed toward
the counter. Hannah. He rolled her
name around in his head. It suited her.
“No I don’t think
you’re good enough for her, but that’s not the goddamn point,” Will snapped
before he rubbed the back of his neck and sighed. “Look, Caleb, I’m sure you
are a fine young man and your daddy has a real good reputation with his
business but that girl has been hurt enough to last a lifetime so I don’t want
you messing with her because she’s caught your fancy.”
He stepped back as
Will moved in front of him and stepped toward the counter. His hackles rose at
the invasion of his space and the clear challenge in the move before he clamped
down hard on his instincts. A man had every right to defend his daughter from a
relative stranger. The Wolf snarled and snapped in his head and Caleb gave it a
mental swat on the nose. He was the boss, not the Wolf. The look of sweet
affection she bestowed on Will had him longing for her to turn his way.
When she met his gaze
however, only trepidation lit her gaze. Unable to tear his eyes away, he was
rewarded with a brief flare as her pupil expanded. She feels it, too. Regardless of what Will said, this woman is most
definitely mine. Now to figure out how to get them both on the same page or
better still, in the same bed.
I’d love to hear what you think about my cover and I cannot wait to be able to share Caleb and Hannah’s story with you. You can find me at the usual places, or send me an email to firstname.lastname@example.org