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Chasing Sam: Vegas Mates, #1
Chasing Sam: Vegas Mates, #1
Chasing Sam: Vegas Mates, #1
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BESTSELLING VEGAS MATES SERIES
Werewolf royalty, Samantha Demakis is not ready for what lies ahead of her. At 25, according to decree, it is time for to her to marry, but there is so much more at stake. Her royal suitors, those chosen by her parents, must fight to the death for her hand in marriage. Sam's obligations and inner wolf are at odds. But when, she meets a sexy stranger, Sam decides forever is just what she wants--with the right wolf.

Spending his life alone, Chase Michaels can't believe the odds that his alpha wolf reacts so strongly to a chance encounter with a beautiful woman. Never experiencing such desire and need, Chase is bound and determined to make Sam his, despite the laws against it. Unprepared for the snobbery of the noble families, Chase prepares for battle. Can he fight the laws and ancient tradition to win the heart of the woman he's destined to be with? Or will he die trying?

Vegas Mates, in series order...
Chasing Sam
Saving Margaret
Waking Sarah
Taking Nicole
Unwrapping Tess

LanguageEnglish
PublisherKS Publishing
Release dateSep 10, 2015
ISBN9781516340798
Chasing Sam: Vegas Mates, #1

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    Chasing Sam - Krystal Shannan

    Chasing Sam: Vegas Mates Book 1

    Krystal Shannan

    Chasing Sam (Vegas Mates Book 1)

    Copyright © 2013 Krystal Shannan

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    Dedication

    To my fabulous husband who let me spend so many evenings on my laptop.

    Chapter 1

    Samantha Demakis wrinkled her nose at the barrage of scents coming from the Christmas hordes invading McCarran International Airport. She swallowed a growl of frustration and tightened the leash on her inner wolf. Everybody and their brother traveled for Christmas, and she didn’t like being one of them. She should have stayed at Duke. Her gut told her it was a mistake to come home.

    Duke Medical School was her haven away from all this crazy.

    People jostled her from all angles. Her rolling suitcase flipped over, and she leaned back to right it. In the process, someone snatched her blue leather jacket from the carpeted floor and dashed away.

    Shit. Really?

    She straightened and scanned the crowd in the direction the thief had run.

    Nothing.

    Miss.

    Sam turned and looked to her left. Holy mother of hotness! Six and a half feet of beautiful man dressed in a muscle-hugging beige thermal shirt and army camo pants, stood holding her royal-blue leather jacket. She curled her lips into a smile. His scent was magnetic, and she hurried toward him.

    Thank you so much. She reached for the jacket, brushing her fingers along his hand on purpose. I thought it was gone for good. His blue eyes widened just for a moment. A charge had passed between them. She’d never felt anything like it before. Her wolf howled and slammed against her consciousness. It took every scrap of willpower she possessed not to launch herself at him. The canine soul within her wanted him right now and so did she. The mate connection between them was strong. No, no, no. I don’t want a mate right now.

    No problem, Miss…

    Demakis, Sam Demakis, ummm… Samantha. Sorry. She stumbled over her name like a love-struck sixteen-year-old instead of the perfectly capable twenty-five-year-old she was.

    Ask his name, her wolf urged.

    He gave her a gentle grin. It’s fine, Sam. Nice to meet you. I’m Chase Michaels.

    I’m surprised I didn’t notice you on the plane. It was strange that she hadn’t caught his scent earlier. But it was probably because she tried for the most part to avoid other wolves.

    Chase chuckled. I don’t tend to fly first class.

    Sam’s cheeks warmed. He’d known she was there. Maybe being away from the pack really was making her lazy, but she loved not having to deal with the stress of the politics.

    Thank you again, she said and found herself lost in his sparkling, bright blue eyes. No, focus. Medical school, not a man.

    Samantha. Her dad’s deep voice called her name from across the bustling lobby. Most of her family trailed after him.

    Well. Sam turned back to Chase. I have to go.

    He smiled and nodded.

    She grabbed the handle on her luggage and scurried off, pulling the big, magenta suitcase behind her. Her wolf whined in frustration. We will discuss him later. Right now we have to play nice and pray for mercy.

    Her mom enveloped her in a huge hug. Honey, you look beautiful. It’s so good to have you back home where you belong.

    Hey, Mom.

    What’s up with the hottie, sis?

    Nicole. Her mother scolded her sister and frowned. Nicole gave her mom the I-don’t-know-what-you’re-talking-about look and shrugged. She pushed around her mother and gave Sam a big hug.

    It’s good to see you too, Nicole.

    Nicole laughed and stepped back.

    Aren’t you going to give your old man a hug too? Sam smiled up at her dad. He moved forward and gave her a hug, briefly lifting her from the ground. We’ve missed you Samantha. You haven’t been home all year.

    And I’m hoping coming home now was not a mistake.

    Missed you too, Dad. He released her and she smoothed out her blouse from all the hugging. Where’s Hallie and Tess?

    They are circling in the car with Brendan, Nicole piped up. There wasn’t anywhere to park.

    Well, let’s get going. Her dad grabbed her suitcase, and she linked arms with Nicole.

    Her sister leaned toward her ear. So…do tell. What’s up with the soldier-boy hottie back there? You know he stood staring at you for a full minute or so before he left.

    Really? Sam felt her wolf perk at the information, too. Her wolf hadn’t been interested in any guy, ever, that she could remember. Now, out of the blue, her furry companion was flipping out. Not to mention her own hormones seemed to be revving up.

    He could be a good match for us. The wolf’s voice urged.

    Sam shook her head. She didn’t want a match. She wanted to finish medical school. I just bumped into him when we were got off the plane. He picked up my coat for me. It was nothing, Nicole.

    I don’t think he thought it was nothing. She laughed. I know Mom didn’t. You should have heard her. She started going on and on about the Michaels pack and how they weren’t worthy of even being in the same room with one of her daughters. Blah, blah, blah.

    I dropped my coat, and he picked it up for me, end of story, she whispered back to her sister. No need to mention that the coat had been stolen first and that Chase had recovered it for her. There was also that strange connection I felt. Maybe that wasn’t the end of the story for soldier-boy hottie. Her wolf agreed wholeheartedly. Michaels pack or not, she was going to have to talk to the hottie again.

    Wait a

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