The Virgins Infiltrator by Dominique Eastwick
Black Hills Wolves Book #56
from Decadent Publishing ~ On Presale Now/ Available Dec 6th
The
twins are back
Sometimes one infiltrator isn’t enough.
When a long lost Tao pack member is located in Europe, D and 7 accept the
challenge to rescue the missing wolf. But sometimes, it takes crossing
thousands of miles to find what your soul most desires.
Natalia remembers nothing of her life before
being enslaved in a traveling circus. When tall, dark and mysterious strangers
show up to help her escape, she feels a connection she’s never experienced
before. Should she trust her heart to follow them, or will it land her in
another case of captivity.
Danger may be in the blood of infiltrators,
but what will D do when his soul mate is the one threatened? And how will two
twins, who have shared everything, deal with a female who comes between them?
Excerpt:
Natalia awoke alone and without a blanket to
find D closing the gate.
“Sorry, they have just awoken above us. I
didn’t think it would bode well for me to be there with you. At least not until
we can get that blasted collar off you.”
Well-rested and colder than she had ever
been after a night of warmth, she felt the chill more acutely. She also had a
sense of loneliness accompanying his retreat. “Why do I desire to touch you
when all other men make me want to hit them?”
“We don’t have enough time right now to go
into a conversation you will have a ton of questions about, but I promise if we
haven’t figured out how to get you to safety by this evening, as we sit here in
this cage again, I will tell you anything you want to know.”
“And if we get out of here? What then?”
“I will sit in a safe, warm room and tell
you anything you want to know.” He indicated the small brown bag beside her.
“Eat quickly before they come. Don’t eat or drink anything they give you. I
will return for you later.”
“Where will you be?”
“Within hearing distance.” He reached
through the cage and cupped her cheek. “I will never be far, even if you can’t
see me.”
“I can sense you, why?”
“Because, we are mates.” He put a finger to
her lips. “No time.”
He shifted and gave her one last long glance
before he left seconds before the cover was pulled off and sun flooded in. She
wanted to asked what the hell he’d meant by mate? Needed to know why they
seemed connected.
Award
winning author Dominique Eastwick currently calls North Carolina home with her
husband, two children, one crazy lab, and one lazy cat. Dominique spent much of
her early life moving from state to state as a Navy Brat. Because of that
traveling is one of her favorite pastimes. When she’s not writing, you can find
Dominique with her second love…her camera.
Connect with Dominique:
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: @DominiEastwick
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