Thanks for letting me hang out and talk about Hunter and Asha, my H/H from the latest Dark Wolf Enterprises series, Hunter Claimed. In this third installment we finally find out the “why” behind the embezzlement scheme that has almost brought the wolf-shifter company to a screeching halt. But more importantly we get to witness Hunter and Asha’s worlds collide. Neither of which is expecting to find their soul mates (LOL, but isn’t that always the case?) Hunter has his hands full with keeping track of his sister and honoring his late father’s request to always look over her. And Asha, who has designs on being the next newly-made Vampire in her covenant isn’t interested in a Wolf-Shifter. Her sights are set higher—she no longer wants to be dependent on anyone, ever again. But luckily for us the H/H don’t get their way and we get to instead witness love takedown two very stubborn individuals.
When Hunter and Asha’s worlds collide, neither is able to walk away from the other.
Asha has a simple plan for her life—her hopefully soon-to-be immortal life. All she’s ever wanted was to be so powerful that no one could ever hurt her again, and once she becomes a Vampire her dream will come true. Sure, being a Vampire’s protégé isn’t the easiest job a girl could have, but there are far tougher roads she could be walking, like following in her drug-addicted mother’s footsteps.
Hunter Arany hates Vampires, and with good reason. So when Dark Wolf Enterprises is forced to hire a group of the blood-suckers to find out who’s been stealing company money, he’s sure having them around will be a problem. He never figured it would the Vampires’ human servant who causes him the most trouble—trouble of the love and life-mate kind.
He’s hoping to convince Asha a brighter future exists in his arms, but old dreams fade slowly and can become living nightmares—of the dying kind.
The automatic doors began to close. “Welcome to Dark Wolf Enterprises,” Andras announced.
The doors reversed on their tracks, opening again. Another Vampire—Hunter sniffed at the air—no, not Vampire. She didn’t have the same floral scent as the others. Human.
Hunter hadn’t expected them to bring their food source to the company and from the telepathic cursing that Andras sent his way, neither had he. “What is she doing here?” Andras pushed the thought to Hunter.
The air instantly thickened as the Shifters watched the female. The human wasn’t beautiful, not like the Vampires, but she was pretty. And while she didn’t have an intoxicating aroma, she smelled…nice. Her skin wasn’t the pale-ashen one of a Vampire’s, either. Her brown hue radiated with life and energy. Another dead giveaway that she was human? Her beating heart and shallow breathing. The Vampires had neither.
“I pray that she’s an accountant. I’m not watching them drink from her,” Hunter said.
He’d run into plenty of Vampire junkies before and this woman didn’t strike him as the type who would lust after a blood-sucker. While she wasn’t dressed in a business suit like the others, she still looked professional. Her dark hair fell smoothly past her shoulders. She wore it styled in a blunt cut—sharp bangs and sharp ends. She had on a cream, low-cut silk blouse that showed a hint of cleavage. His eyes were immediately drawn to her round and perky breasts. Accentuating her long and shapely legs was a dark blue pencil skirt that went to her knees and the matching blue heels.
“Trudy will freak if she finds out that we’re letting them feed here. Didn’t we forbid this in the contract?” Kristof asked.
While the others arranged themselves in a line, the human did as well, but positioned herself one step behind the Vampires. Her placement told him everything. She was part of the group, but not really. Hunter’s wolf had lingered at the front, ready to come forth and fight if needed. But this time, instead of growling in the back of his mind and being on edge, his wolf was having a different reaction.
Hunter could picture the wolf’s nose sniffing and poking at the barrier that separated man from beast, trying to find out more about the human who stood by the Vampires. Odd, since his wolf had never been interested in a human before. Whenever Hunter had taken one to bed, the wolf showed his indifference by sleeping. Hunter didn’t try to push back, he let his wolf satisfy his curiosity and afterward he would focus his attention on the Vampires where it should be.
“Forgive us,” Andras said. “We weren’t expecting your…assistant to join you this evening. Our contract is very clear regarding this matter.”
The woman met Andras’ eyes. “I have a master’s degree in IT and accounting,” she replied. “When you hired us, you hired me, as well. Is there an issue here?”
Andras didn’t respond, but power radiated around him at the challenge.
Hunter stepped forward. Pretty or not, the woman wouldn’t disrespect his Alpha.
“Stop,” Andras commanded.
“It’s a power play. The Vampires don’t allow their humans to do their talking. They want us to hurt her.”
“Because they are sadistic fucks,” Kristoff said.
A. M. Griffin is a wife who rarely cooks, mother of three, dog owner (and sometimes dog owned), a daughter, sister, aunt and friend. She’s a hard worker whose two favorite outlets are reading and writing. She enjoys reading everything from mystery novels to historical romances and of course fantasy romance. She is a believer in the unbelievable, open to all possibilities from mermaids in our oceans and seas, angels in the skies and intelligent life forms in distant galaxies.
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