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    Lenora's Mate
    Lenora's Mate
    Lenora's Mate
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    Lenora's Mate

    By Dawn Wilder

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    There's more going on then they first realized when two of the pack's children go missing. And desperate times can lead to strange bedfellows...

    When two of the pack's children go missing, Denver takes point in the investigation. Unfortunately, the trail leads him to the tigers. Historically, not a group they've gotten along with.

    But for the children, he's willing to team up with Lenora to get to the bottom of the case.

    Sure, she's a tiger. But a sexy one...

    A Wolf? Really?

    Lenora will work with anyone if it means getting their children back. But that doesn't mean she's exactly sure of the wolf she's saddled with.

    But she can't deny his appeal...

    ***Adult Content
    ***Adapted from Denver's Mate
    ***Novella length, ~22,600 words

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDawn Wilder
    Release dateJun 14, 2016
    ISBN9781311125187
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      Lenora's Mate - Dawn Wilder

      LENORA'S MATE

      By

      Dawn Wilder

      Copyright 2016 Dawn Wilder

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      This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to your favorite ebook retailer and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

      This book is fictional and any resemblance to persons, places, or events is coincidental.

      Adult Reading Material (language, violence, sexual content). All characters are above 18 years of age.

      *****

      By Dawn Wilder

      Paranormal Erotic Shorts:

      Mate Me

      Were My Mark

      Incubus Needs

      Foxy Lady

      Runt of the Litter

      Paranormal Erotic Shorts Collection (contains all of the shorts above)

      Were It (best read after Were My Mark)

      Sea Me

      Fangs for Coming

      Were Break (best read after Were My Mark)

      Paranormal Erotic Shorts Collection, Volume 2 (contains the four above, plus Were My Mark so it can be read before the other Were shorts)

      Were Shield

      Gunner’s Mate

      Tracker’s Mate

      Breaker’s Mate

      Ryder’s Mate

      Asher’s Mate

      Elena’s Warriors

      Curves Ahead

      Foster’s Mate

      Fisher’s Mate

      Play Hard

      Luther's Mate

      Sayer's Mate

      Casper's Mate

      Rader's Mate

      Fuller's Mate

      Ryker's Mate

      Carver's Mate

      Keller's Mate

      Hidden Mate

      Denver's Mate

      Foxy (adapted from the short Foxy Lady)

      Billionaire's Mate

      Billionaire's Neighbor

      Ranger's Mate

      Dawn Wilder Writing as A.R. Dawn

      Paranormal Romance:

      Going Lupe

      In the Lupe

      Let Sleeping Lupes Lie

      *****

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      If you sign up for my mailing list, I’ll send you my paranormal romance bundle (Gunner's Mate, Breaker's Mate, Tracker's Mate, Ryder's Mate, Foxy Lady, Incubus Needs, Were My Mark, Mate Me, Runt of the Litter, and Going Lupe). Just email me at dawnwilderbooks@yahoo.com with the subject ADD ME. Or, sign up on my Facebook page and download a copy of the bundle right away!

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      *****

      Table of Contents

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      Chapter 7

      Connect

      *****

      LENORA'S MATE

      *****

      Chapter 1

      Denver

      I called them in to dinner, like I always do. But they weren't there. Salman knows not to go past hearing distance and Anum is always stuck to him like glue anyway. Maryam shook her head, her eyes red and puffy from crying so much.

      James wrapped his arm around his wife, squeezing the hand that he was holding.

      Did you report it to the police? Ali asked, coming to his sister's side, crouching down to take her other hand.

      No, not yet, James said, his voice shaky. I tracked their scents, but they disappeared at the road. Must have gotten into a car.

      Did you smell anyone else with them? I asked.

      He shook his head, frowning.

      No. And they know not to go as far as the road.

      Something must have lured them away, to where they could be taken more easily.

      OK, first thing you need to do is report this to the police. They'll put out an alert for the kids. Ali stood up. We'll find them.

      James nodded as he stood with his wife.

      He was on the phone with the police as he ushered her out to their car.

      Ali waited until they were out of earshot.

      Denver, I need you to take point on the investigation. I'm going to go see if I can find anything else out near their house. Maybe they missed something.

      I could see the worry in his eyes as he picked up his phone and dialed Serena, the pack's Third. She'd make sure to gather together all available pack members to join the search.

      I didn't know how much we'd uncover on foot, but we had to try. But if James was right, this wasn't a case of pups wandering off on their own.

      It was a kidnapping.

      And I didn't want to think of all the reasons why children could be taken.

      This called for an in-person visit to the station. I doubted I'd be able to get anything otherwise.

      Leaving Ali on the phone, I jogged to my car and drove into the heart of the city. Our pack land was just outside the city proper, but we were still in the department's jurisdiction.

      I walked into the busy front office, not bothering to go to the front desk. As long as I moved with confidence, I found I could get into a surprising number of places without being stopped.

      Moving through the busy hall, I skimmed name plates mounted near each door.

      Convenient.

      I was almost to the end of offices when I saw the name I wanted.

      Kay Park.

      Her door was open.

      Knocking on the doorjamb, I stepped in and closed the door behind me.

      Kay looked up from her desk and frowned at me.

      She'd cut her hair since the last time I'd seen her. Her delicate round face was framed by a longer bob, the soft bangs drawing attention to her dark eyes. She was small at just a couple inches over five feet, but people who underestimated her would most definitely get a rude awakening.

      She usually called me in if she needed help with tracking. I trained some of the best scent tracking dogs in the country. They almost never needed my nose to back them up.

      Though it was easy enough to give them cues in the right direction if they got distracted or lost.

      Yes, sorry, I'm going to have to call you back. Yeah, got it.

      She hung up and leaned back in her chair, the battered leather of it matching the scarred top of her desk.

      It's not exactly polite to barge in like this, she said with a raised eyebrow.

      I'm not exactly feeling polite at the moment. I have a couple of missing kids to track down.

      Her face sharpened and shut down at the same time, into what I always thought of as her detective face.

      Sit down. Tell me what you know. I'm assuming the parents reported it?

      Yes, I said, folding myself into one of the spindly chairs set in front of the desk. It was almost like they chose them specifically to discourage visitors.

      Nah.

      I gave her the rundown of the details, which admittedly, weren't much. But the way she reacted to them, or rather, the way she didn't react to them, made me think she might know something.

      What is it? I asked when she pursed her lips and tapped her ballpoint against the edge of

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