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Gunnar Eriksson, a two-hundred-year-old werewolf, knows there’s no place in his life for love because everyone close to him is doomed. And then he meets Stella O’Sullivan, the one destined to be his, and battles with his instinctive need to claim her. Stella is instantly attracted to the ruggedly handsome Gunnar Eriksson, but soon discovers he is a man with secrets, a man filled with pain, a man plagued with inner demons. And as her attraction for him mounts, so does her compassion and warmth. She discovers he is grieving for his dead son. As their passion and attraction heightens, a sinister plot unfolds. An evil so malevolent, her life is in danger. And Gunnar must race against time to save Stella. The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. Criminal copyright infringement, including infringement without monetary gain, is investigated by the FBI and is punishable by up to 5 years in federal prison and a fine of $250,000. Please purchase only authorized electronic editions, and do not participate in or encourage the electronic piracy of copyrighted materials. Your support of the author’s rights is appreciated. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Lycan Mate Copyright © 2011 Anastasia Maltezos ISBN: 978-1-55487-936-6 Cover art by Martine Jardin All rights reserved. Except for use in any review, the reproduction or utilization of this work in whole or in part in any form by any electronic, mechanical or other means, now known or hereafter invented, is forbidden without the written permission of the publisher. Published by Devine Destinies An imprint of eXtasy Books Look for us online at: www.devinedestinies.com Lycan Mate By Anastasia Maltezos Dedication To Effy. Chapter One G unnar Eriksson parked his car and looked up at the bed and breakfast. He drew his gaze around the two-story cottage and saw nothing but fields, a long, winding rural road, and a spatter of homes. It was perfect for a man who wanted anonymity. A man who had dark secrets. He picked up his gun from the seat next to him and leaned forward as he shoved it in the waistband of his jeans. Then, he opened the glove compartment and grabbed the box of silver bullets and shoved it in his coat pocket. His gaze fell on the picture of his two-year-old son taped to his dashboard. He used to think hell was the beast he’d become more than two hundred years ago. It wasn’t. Losing his son two years ago was hell, an eternal hell. A low, deep growl rose from his throat as he balled his hand into a fist. He would have given anything to take that day back. He shut his eyes, inhaling deeply. The beast within him wanted to 1 Anastasia Maltezos be unleashed. “Dammit!” He had to control himself. It was still daylight and someone could see him. Slowly, he managed to bring his racing heart back to normal and swallowed hard. He’d always managed to control his turning, even on a full moon, but since losing Tyler, he couldn’t control the beast raging to escape. Anger, hatred, fury, it was all there, every day because the one person he’d loved in all his existence had been torn from his life. His face grim, he got out of the car and went to the trunk. He pulled out his laptop and duffle bag. Straightening, with a bag in each hand, he strode to the three steps going up the entrance of the B&B. He stiffened violently on the top step as a feminine scent wafted around him, seducing him, arousing him. “What the hell?” He staggered to the porch and inhaled sharply through his nose, unsteady on his feet. The scent was alluring, intoxicating, stirring the wolf within him. Gunnar clenched his jaw, fighting the overpowering hold the female inside the inn had on him. He’d always picked up on feminine scents, but this one was different. It wasn’t just another female. A heat began to course through his veins, stirring his loins, and he swore roughly 2 Lycan Mate under his breath. Only one woman could make him feel this way. He’d found her, he thought coldly. His one was inside. And he was far from pleased. He didn’t need this in his life. He didn’t need her. He was incapable of loving, incapable of feeling, and the lust heating his loins was not enough for him to claim his mate because he knew it would come with a price. Death. Since losing Tyler, he’d lost the desire to feel anything. His heart blackened, his spirit died, and guilt stabbed at his gut every damned day. He could have saved his son that day. Gunnar was a shell of a man, a beast who had an eternity ahead of him filled with nothing but pain and anguish. He didn’t deserve to love. He didn’t deserve to feel. Slowly he turned the doorknob, warring with the wolf within him fighting for escape. He’d fight his baser need to claim her as his own because he knew anyone he truly loved was doomed. * * * * Stella O’Sullivan tucked a long, red-haired strand behind her ear. “I’m just going to have a little peak,” she murmured. 3 Anastasia Maltezos Slowly she put down her card and stared at it. The Lovers. She scowled at the entwined couple. It was all there for her in the next week, passion, desire, attraction. This was obviously wrong. There was no way she was going to indulge in sexual pleasures any time soon. Her clients were mostly families and couples or students out for a long weekend. She chewed her lower lip and stared at the Tarot card. She’d be lying to herself if she didn’t admit she would have liked to feel the warmth and strength of a man in her life, but she seriously doubted it was going to happen any time soon. How? She never went out. All she did was spend most of her time in her B&B, cooking, cleaning, and catering to her clientele. She was almost tempted to draw another card, but stopped. She hated giving herself readings because disappointment always followed. She remembered the last time she’d drawn the cards for herself and stiffened. Discovering her boyfriend was cheating on her had not been good news. With a resigned sigh, she rose from the kitchen table and tucked her cards in the drawer next to the sink. Love had always been elusive for her. Apparently telling a man you were somewhat of a witch was a turn off. 4 Lycan Mate “Maybe in the next life,” she murmured as she turned away from the sink. She was about to go through her patio door to inspect her vegetable garden in the backyard when she heard the sound of chimes in the hall signalling a new customer. She turned around and stiffened. The man’s aura hit her like a ton of bricks, anger, grief, hate…and…and passion. His lust was thick and heavy, consuming her and she felt weak kneed and lightheaded. She stared at his massive form filling the entrance and willed herself to breathe again. She had never in her life felt this assault by another person’s energy on her senses and she was frightened. Her connection to him was instant, powerful, and mutual because she clearly sensed his own shock at her appearance. She ran a swift gaze over his appearance and her stomach jolted at the masculine energy emanating from his powerful frame. He was well over six feet with massive shoulders and dirty blond hair that fell past his collar. He wore black denims, a gray T-shirt, and a black leather jacket. Her gaze rested on his face and she had to stop herself from parting her lips in awe. Good looking couldn’t even describe him. He looked fierce, rugged, primal. A thread of excitement flickered through her veins as she stared at him. He had a strong jaw, 5

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