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    Desired by the Pack: Part Four: Peace River Guardians, #4
    Desired by the Pack: Part Four: Peace River Guardians, #4
    Desired by the Pack: Part Four: Peace River Guardians, #4
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    Desired by the Pack: Part Four: Peace River Guardians, #4

    By Emma Storm

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    The Peace River Guardians and their new mate, January, face many changes as events push them from the isolation of Peace River and into the urban jungles of the world. Beck struggles to balance his animal attraction to January with governing his pack. January faces grief and change as her connections with Cross and Jared grow, and she begins to doubt Smoke will ever see her as anything more than his enemy.

    This is the fourth installment in the serial novel DESIRED BY THE PACK, a paranormal romance that follows the complex relationship between January Cabot and the Peace River Guardians werewolf pack.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherEmma Storm
    Release dateAug 10, 2015
    ISBN9781502275950
    Desired by the Pack: Part Four: Peace River Guardians, #4

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      Desired by the Pack - Emma Storm

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      January rode the power of the mating bond through another orgasm. Two. She lost count, lost touch with everything except the power and heat surging through her, until Beck sank onto the bed at her side. Harsh breathing sang a song of union, gradually quieting as she, Beck and Anders calmed. Moonlight still spilled through the window, slanting across all three of their bodies. It didn’t feel too cold or too hot anymore. Safety, warmth and satisfaction lulled her to a half-sleep space where she drifted. She could almost hear Anders and Beck talking even though neither said a word. A contented smile curved her lips. She could live with her men there, in her head and heart.

      But peace never lasts. The crying baby ripped January from her drifting space. She jerked upright and stumbled from the bed, dislodging both Beck and Anders in her instinctive haste. Once her feet hit the cold floor, disorientation grabbed her.

      Cleo, she said, and raked her hands through her hair. She took the baby, didn’t she?

      Behind her, the bed creaked. She turned to watch Beck sit and swing his feet to the floor. Tension radiated off him, thickening the sex-fragrant air.

      Her lips parted with an apology for disturbing him, but he wasn’t looking at her. Neither was Anders, who bounded off the bed and padded swiftly from the room.

      Nerves rattled, she drew a blanket from the tangle on the floor and wrapped it around her shoulders. The baby continued to cry, increasing in volume and urgency.

      Beck stood, finally looking her way. Cleo had to go. She took the child to the trailer Mira was using.

      January nodded without asking questions even though they banged around in her head, scrambled by the high, hungry cry. Beck brushed past her without stopping to dress. She paused long enough to yank a nightgown over her head, then grabbed the blanket for warmth before following his lead. The camp was cold, quiet except for the baby’s frantic cry. Frost on the ground crunched beneath her bare feet as she hurried to Mira’s trailer.

      A howl split the night just as she reached Mira’s former home. Others followed. The air felt electric. The current raised the hairs on her arms. A bad feeling settled over her shoulders, heavier than the blanket she wore.

      Hurrying, she locked the trailer and found her way in the dark to scoop the child from its nest on the middle of a bare twin bed. For a few minutes, she couldn’t hear anything except the child’s frantic crying. Blessed silence fell as soon as she convinced the baby to take a bottle of pre-mixed formula.

      Huddled on the bare mattress, she tried to regroup while the baby ate. Those howls...a shiver overcame her. She didn’t want to remember the eerie, threatening sound, but couldn’t banish it. The Guardians had a quiet, mysterious way of communicating, so she could only conclude whatever was going on crossed packs and affected the entire region.

      The reality of her weakness was a six pound weight in her arms and a thousand pound weight in her chest. The thin trailer walls were no match for a shifter hell-bent on getting inside. Prince had demonstrated that in no uncertain terms.

      Prince.

      Leaning her head against the wall, she tried to fight the sting of tears but everything had become too much. Hot tracks slid down her cheeks and throat to dampen the low, ruffled neck of her nightie. Salt clung to the bite at her neck, a small pain that should have grounded her but didn’t.

      Tired of fighting the emotional release, she let it go, and when the tears dried up, her heart felt marginally lighter. The silence seemed less threatening. She pulled herself together and located a weak lantern, whose light illuminated the over-stuffed diaper bag Cleo had left with the baby. Unsure how long the momentary peace would last, she hurriedly changed the baby and dressed her in layers.

      Sitting and waiting in the trailer was not going to fly as a plan. At the very least, she could return to Beck’s cabin.

      But she didn’t move fast enough.

      Her blood ran cold as the crack of snapping wood penetrated the trailer’s walls. Something neither human nor wolf screamed and another tree cracked. The trailer rocked as something slammed into it. She stumbled and caught herself with her shoulder. The trailer trembled and the screech of claws on tin made her ears ache.

      Roaring voices filled her head, urgent but indistinct, like shouting through water. Someone else’s senses battered her. Urgency, fear and anger spun into a tornado that whipped her to the door.

      Driven by instinct more than reason, she tucked the baby against her skin and fled. She lost precious

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