Author: Terry Spear
Series: Silver Town Wolf, #7
Pubdate: April 4, 2017
In Silver Town, the secrets run deep…
Alpha werewolf Brett Silver has an ulterior motive when he donates a prized family heirloom to the Silver Town hotel. Ellie MacTire owns the place with her sisters, and he’s out to get her attention.
Ellie is even more special than Brett knows. She’s a wolf-shifter with a unique ability to commune with the dead. Ellie has been ostracized, so she protects herself and those she loves by revealing nothing—not even when strange and dangerous things begin to happen in Silver Town. And especially not to the devastatingly handsome and generous wolf who’s determined to win her over…
USA Today bestselling author TERRY SPEAR has written over 35 paranormal romances featuring werewolf and jaguar shapeshifters. In 2008, Heart of the Wolf was named a Publishers Weekly Best Book of the Year. A retired officer of the U.S. Army Reserves, Terry also creates award-winning teddy bears that have found homes all over the world. She lives in Spring, Texas.
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He rolled over on the bed and ran his hand through his hair. He’d been having these dreams more frequently the more often he saw Ellie. It wasn’t dream mating. At least not the same as it had been for Jake and Darien. Maybe that was because everyone was so different. The experience had been so incredibly real, not dreamlike at all. Brett felt like he’d really had sex with her. Which meant she was his, in the way a wolf claims his mate.
He’d never had such strong dreams before where he couldn’t separate fantasy from reality.
He groaned and stared at his phone sitting on the bedside table. Then he grabbed it and called Ellie. “Are you still awake?”
She answered on the first ring. “If I weren’t, could you tell?”
He smiled, got out of bed, and began changing the sheets. “I couldn’t sleep.”
“No wild and sexy dreams?”
Her voice was drowsy and sexy, and he envisioned her in bed wearing the moose T-shirt she’d had on before she tossed it and was completely naked.
“Yeah, actually, I was having this really hot dream about this incredibly hot and sexy she-wolf.”
He was afraid he’d shocked her. “Are you still there?” “With me?” she asked, sounding startled.
Who else would he be dreaming of? He laughed though. “Yeah. I didn’t embarrass you, did I?” He finished changing the sheets on his bed, then climbed back into it.
“Hmm, what if I said I was dreaming about you?” He paused. “Really.”
“Yeah, but you know everyone fantasizes about people they’re dating, right?”
“Yeah, sure.” He pulled the covers over his waist. “So what was I wearing?”
“No shirt, no boxer briefs, just your jeans. What was I wearing?”
“A brown T-shirt with a moose on the front of it.” “No.”
“Yeah. It’s weird what you’ll envision in a dream, right? So what were you really wearing?” Brett asked.
“That’s what I was really wearing.”
Both were silent for a few seconds, then Brett said, “Okay, so tell me exactly what happened in your dream.” After she gave him an abbreviated version, he whis- tled. “I know you can see ghosts, but are you…psychic?”
“Hell, Ellie. You know what this means?”
“We are not dream mated.”
“Okay, so if you went out with someone else, you’d see that you wouldn’t dream about him in the same way we dream about each other—and you’ll know we’re meant to be together.” He couldn’t imagine a better way to prove it, not that he really meant for her to do so, nor would he suggest it in a million years. But he assumed that’s what would happen.
“Are you serious? What if I start dating a wolf, and he thinks I’m really interested in him? What if I am? Okay, fine. I’ll ask Sarandon on a date.”
“No, wait. I didn’t mean for you to do that. It was just a hypothetical comment.” No way did he want Ellie asking Sarandon out. What if his brother was interested in her? Besides, the news would spread through the pack like wildfire.
“No, I think it’s a good idea. A great social experi- ment. If we’re meant to be together, then we will be. Listen, it’s really late and I’ve got to get up early tomor- row. I’ll talk to you later. Night, Brett.” Ellie hung up on him.
“Wait!” Ah hell, he’d just been talking off the top of his head. If they were dream mated, it was a done deal and they needed to make the fantasy come true. He was certainly ready. He called her back, but she didn’t answer. Brett let out his breath in a growl. He didn’t want her to date anyone else. What if she was angry with him over suggesting that and she called it off between them completely?
Then he smiled. She couldn’t. Not if they were dream mated. She would want him back no matter what. Then again, what if they weren’t? No way. Though there were a couple of minor discrepancies in what she had seen and what he had witnessed during their heated dreams, any two people experiencing the same dream would surely each see things a little differently. He had to try to convince her once and for all that they were meant for each other.