Changeling Dawn
Book 3 of The Changeling SeriesChangeling Dawn
Book 3 of The Changeling Series
About the Book
Run…
Shadow and moonlight merge beneath her bare feet, the forest floor blurring as she flees the dogs and torches. Werewolf, monster–those are the names given her kind by the humans who hate them.
Hunt…
Kenzie Macleod has spent her whole life hiding what she is, and she’s not about to open up to any man, even one as powerfully attractive as wildlife expert Josh Talarkoteen. But legend says that a Changeling cannot escape the call of her true mate, even in the wilderness of backcountry Alaska.
Mate…
An isolated archeological site, a terrified Changeling cub, a shadowy research facility–as Kenzie and Josh face the ultimate betrayal, his obsidian eyes promise untold pleasure and hint at dark secrets of his own. . .
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Bitten by Paranormal Romance
Dani takes you in depth with her story and characters. As I started reading I found I couldn’t put it down, I just had to keep reading to find out what was going to happen next. What I liked best was the little girl, Anya, and how Dani tied her with the hero and heroine, Josh and Kenzie. It was fantastic. The villains have the perfect role to give this book the action it needed. Dani has created a world that will keep growing with characters. I can’t wait to see what she comes up with next to read. … I highly recommend this book.
From Romance Reviews Today
“CHANGELING DAWN is a superior paranormal story with Changelings, evil men, a family looking for the best for Kenzie, and Josh, fighting his own devils and trying to keep his sanity. This is the third book in the Changeling series following CHANGELING MOON (May 2011) and CHANGELING DREAM (June 2011) and it is a totally stand alone story where you will know who everybody is with no problem. If you don’t usually like paranormal stories, but enjoy werewolves, this is a story written just for you. Deep affection, searching for one’s roots, and family love abound here and will draw you into their immense epic of what is behind everything… love.”
An Excerpt from Changeling Dawn
Run.
Shadow and moonlight merged beneath her bare feet, the dappled forest floor blurring as the little girl ran fast, then faster. Her long plaid skirts were hiked around her waist, and bushes and twigs dragged at the woolen fabric like bony hands. They were close behind her now. The nervous whining of dogs, the hiss and flicker of torches, the stench of tobacco and ale and human sweat. The excited voices, rough with anger and a little fear.
Run.
Her heart threatened to explode from her chest, her lungs were in flames, but she had to run. She had to get away.
Run.
She stumbled yet kept her balance. She ran, knowing now that she couldn’t outdistance the hunters. She was very young – still, there was one thing left, one thing that could help her. It spoke to her now, whispered from deep inside her. Call me, it said. Call me now.
She did.
Within her, something stirred to life and the hair on her scalp prickled, her skin felt hot and tight. A small stream was in her path and she leapt into the air with the last of her strength—
And landed as a young wolf. Faster now, streamlined, she was nature’s perfect running machine and it was only a matter of minutes before the hunters were left hopelessly behind. Her four paws took her off the narrow game trails and into the deep brush where even the dogs couldn’t follow her – if they dared.
Run, run, run. She raced easily, faster and faster. Her fear transformed into exhilaration and she ran with an unbridled joy … until the ground disappeared beneath her feet and she tumbled headfirst into darkness.
Kenzie Macleod awoke with the scream stuck in her throat. She swallowed it back as awareness dawned, released the fear on a long shaky exhale.
What the hell was that?
Heart racing and skin slick with sweat; she freed her naked body from the tangled sheets and padded to the kitchen. She pulled a water bottle from the fridge and drank it down with hardly a pause, wiping her mouth on her arm. Better. Her heart rate had returned to normal by the time she stepped in the shower. Her thoughts had slowed down too as she ran her fingers through her dark hair and reached for a towel.
Fully awake now, stray riverlets of water licking over her skin, she stepped out on the porch of the guest cabin. Still clad in only the towel, she wasn’t a bit cold, despite the breeze – Changeling body temperature ran much higher than human. Kenzie breathed in the scents, took in the sounds and sights of her brothers’ farm. The sky was lightening, silver gray above the tall poplars. Roosters crowed, livestock stirred. Birds sang to the dawn and a flurry of ducks took off from the pond. She liked it here. She always liked it here. The abundance of life that seemed to be in the very air made her feel alive too, and she let it soothe her.
By the time she yanked on her old jeans and a battered plaid flannel shirt, she felt almost normal. Calm, as she plugged in the coffee pot. But the nightmare was still very much on her mind, because it wasn’t a dream…
It was a memory.
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