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    Carolina Pearl: Carolina Wolves, #2
    Carolina Pearl: Carolina Wolves, #2
    Carolina Pearl: Carolina Wolves, #2
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    Carolina Pearl: Carolina Wolves, #2

    By Sela Carsen

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    Conn Lucas is the illegitimate son who inherited the family home on the Congaree Swamp in Culford, South Carolina. Now he has to deal with his cousin sabotaging him, his ancestors haunting him, and his gorgeous neighbor distracting him. 

    Blair Moreau knows Conn is her mate, but he's proving to be difficult to convince that they're a fated pair. If only the stubborn man would let her help, all his problems would be solved. 

    It takes a wild night with a nail gun before they find they work better together than they ever can apart. 

    Warning: This story contains a man strong enough to love a strong woman, a werewolf with mad DIY skills, meddling ghosts, and a piddling Doberman. Which is better than meddling Dobermans and piddling ghosts.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMondarbre Press
    Release dateJan 25, 2019
    ISBN9781540121820
    Carolina Pearl: Carolina Wolves, #2
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    Sela Carsen

    Sela Carsen is a busy wife and mom of two teens who frequently finds her best time to write is when she ought to be sleeping. Born in Texas and raised globally, she now lives in the Midwest with her family, including her mother and their Boxer, Oliver. She's been writing since 2002 when those first words were written in the steam on the shower door. She soon found a more durable format and has been writing ever since.

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      Book preview

      Carolina Pearl - Sela Carsen

      Carolina Pearl

      There were no wolves in South Carolina. As he repeated his new mantra, it howled again.

      Conn Lucas is the bastard son who inherited the family home on the Congaree Swamp in Culford, South Carolina. Now he only has to deal with his cousin sabotaging him, his ancestors haunting him, and his gorgeous neighbor distracting him.

      Blair Moreau knows Conn is her mate, but he’s proving to be difficult to convince that they’re a fated pair. If only the stubborn man would let her help, all his problems would be solved.

      It takes a wild night with a nail gun before they find they work better together than they ever can apart.

      Warning: This story contains a man strong enough to love a strong woman, a werewolf with mad DIY skills, meddling ghosts, and a piddling Doberman. Which is better than meddling Dobermans and piddling ghosts.

      This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

      Copyright © 2017 Mondarbre Press

      Cover design: Ravenborn

      Except as permitted under the U.S. Copyright Act of 1976, no part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without prior written permission of the author.

      First edition published by Samhain Publishing, 2010.

      Second edition published by Mondarbre Press, 2017.

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      NEWSLETTER

      Dedication

      To the ladies at Beyond the Veil, who inspired me and gave me a deadline.

      To my husband, whose keen interest in DIY and home improvements gave me the idea.

      To my children, who think it’s cool that Mom’s a writer.

      To my mom, who reads all my books and tells her friends about them.

      Thank you all.

      Prologue

      Conn Lucas was too busy fighting with rotten clapboard on the second floor of his house to notice the bloodthirsty buzz of mosquitoes, the deafening screech of cicadas, the hair-raising howl of a wolf...

      No, that caught his attention.

      He peered into the dense shadow of the wetlands bordering his backyard. He didn’t see anything there, but he could have sworn he’d heard...

      Nah. There were no wolves in South Carolina. He’d grown up in this backwater town and he knew what was possible and what was not. There were no wolves in South Carolina. As he repeated his new mantra, it howled again.

      The hair on the back of his neck rose in primal response to the sound. He squinted, trying to see deeper into the trees. The thick forest of pine, oak and hickory hid a multitude of secrets, but gave very few away. The scent of the swamp, rich with the essence of life, nearly made him dizzy as he looked for the source of the eerie wail.

      Ah, hell. Conn began to regret not owning a weapon, but there was nothing he could do about it now. He held a hammer in one hand and a crowbar in the other and decided he was as armed as he could be under the circumstances. Not that he needed to be armed. After all, he was eighteen feet in the air and as far as he knew, wolves, who did not live in South Carolina, couldn’t climb ladders.

      He went back to work, pulling off the old pieces of wood and tossing them down into the dumpster he’d rented. He had a lot to do.

      SHE BACKED FARTHER into the shadows of the undergrowth to watch him work. She raised her head and drew in a deep breath, sifting his scent out from the myriad other smells around her—duckweed choking the fresh water, trees thick with sap, the rabbit hidden behind a fallen, rotted branch.

      His scent buzzed through her blood. This was a man worth tracking. Worth hunting. Worth catching.

      He went back to work and she retreated another step into the woods. He’d be there for her later.

      Now. Where did that rabbit go?

      Chapter One

      Blair Moreau held one hand and Charlene King held the other as they hauled Debra Moreau, Blair’s extremely pregnant sister-in-law, out of the chair in the beauty shop.

      Maddox is going to kill me, Blair mentioned as Debra waddled to the front counter to pay the bill.

      Well, what Maddox doesn’t know might save your life.

      You’re not supposed to be wandering around town in your condition.

      Pregnancy is not a ‘condition’. It just is. He’s overprotective.

      I can’t imagine why, muttered Blair. She knew the risks of Debra’s pregnancy. Mating werewolf to human was always tricky and now that they knew there were twins kicking around in there, Maddox was twitchier than she’d ever seen him. He was worried, which was why she was here.

      Suddenly, all the color drained out of Debra’s face and she swayed. The size she was, if she went down, she was taking the whole shop with her.

      Oh. That’s not right, she said as Blair grabbed her and propped her up.

      Charlene, the hairdresser and one of Debra’s good friends, held the door open, fussing the whole time, as Blair led her out, an arm wrapped around Debra’s shoulders. Charlene opened the car door for them too, and Debra slid in like a greased whale.

      Let’s get you home, kiddo. Thanks, Charlene. They waved at her as Blair pulled out into the street.

      It wasn’t far to the little house that Debra and Maddox owned. Of course, this was Culford. It wasn’t far to anywhere in Culford. By the time they got home and rolled Debra into bed, her color had returned and she was feeling much better.

      I’m so sorry, Blair.

      What for? she asked as she topped off the bottle of water on Debra’s nightstand.

      I just feel so helpless. I’m not allowed to go anywhere or do anything and when I show the tiniest hint of rebellion, I end up back in bed anyway. She sniffled. "All I wanted to do

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