Remington is a solider first and a woman second. She's fought hard to earn her place as Venator for her pack. The safety of her Benandanti comes first, even before her own wants and desires. There isn't a Were alive who can make her feel any differently. Then again, Jace McClellen isn't an ordinary Werewolf.
Thanks to the roll of the genetic dice, Jace possesses all the strength of a Werewolf but not the ability to change. Instead he's been given the annoying talent to dream a fortune-cookie future. A future filled with more questions than answers and a dream sidekick who aggravates more than he helps. The one thing he doesn't need his visions to tell him is he and Remington are meant to be together. Now the only thing he has to do is convince Remington.
Reader Advisory: While this novel is a stand-alone, for better reader enjoyment we recommend reading Myth of Moonlight first.
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November 13, 2009
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Excerpt from Shadow of Moonlight by Lena Matthews
On the way over to his house, Jace continuously checked his rearview mirror. He wasn't sure if he was checking to make sure Remy was still there or to make sure she didn't speed up and ram him off the road. When he reached the parking lot at the Sanctuary she'd already been in her car, waiting patiently for him like a good soldier.
Compliant Remy was just as annoying as bitch Remy. But he preferred the latter. At least then Jace knew she was acting off emotions, being herself, as irritating as it was at times. When she turned into Robo Remy, he had to resist the urge to grab her by the shoulders and shake her until the light appeared in her eyes once more.
She was a warrior, sure, but she was also a woman.
Once they reached his house, she meekly followed him up the steps to his porch and inside, all without uttering a word. Before he had the chance to turn on the lights, she made her way into his living room where she sat stonily on his couch and stared at him. Ever the predator, her dark eyes peered at him in the dark, following his every step as he made his way in after her.
Grimly, Jace flipped the switch, filling the room with light. He was tired of her good-solider routine. "You can leave if you want."
"The hell I can."
"Go ahead, say it."
"Thanks to me, right? You blame me for this."
"I blame no one. I'm here to do my duty."
"I'm not your goddamn duty," Jace thundered. "In fact, get out."
"No." Remy stood and slowly walked toward him. "Nico told me--"
"Don't speak of him in such a disrespectful way."
The hell he wouldn't. Jace was sick and tired of Remy fighting a never-ending war. There would always be leaders. There would always be crazy Weres fighting for control. But it didn't make any sense to him why she had to be entangled in their war. "And don't you speak of him that way to me."
"As if he's some fucking god. He's just the Benandanti. Not some infallible being. The way you follow him around sickens me."
He shoots, he scores. Remy's eyes roared to life as she stopped in front of him. His comments had obviously pissed her off.
"Why is that?"
"Because you're better than that. Better than all of them."
Remy's eyes widened a bit, as if she were shocked by his words. "I'm just a solider, Jace."
"You're more than just a soldier."
"Nico is my Alpha, my Benandanti."
"Nico isn't here."
"What do you want from me?" Her eyes betrayed her uncertainty. For once his she-wolf was thrown off balance.
Jace pulled Remy into him, pressing her flush against his body. "I just want you."