In New York Times bestselling author Susan Sizemore's sizzling new novel, a warrior werewolf and a beautiful vampire discover a passion that breaks every rule....
Sidonie Wolf never wanted the traditional life of a female vampire -- with her favors fought over by powerful Prime males -- but she must accept her duty to her kind, even if she's already given her heart to a werewolf she can never have. Erasing Joe Bleythin's memories of their blistering affair was necessary to keep him safe, but he sees her betrayal as unforgivable. So Sid's new assignment to work with Joe to track down supernatural terrorists is sheer torture...a shockingly delicious torture.
Joe can't believe his new role with an elite military team known as the Dark Angels has drawn him into an uneasy alliance with the woman who deceived him. Ignoring Sid, even hating her, should be easy. Instead, he wants her more fiercely than ever. Now, partnered with Sid on a dangerous mission, he'll discover just how deep desire can be -- and just how far he'll go to keep her....
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December 29, 2008
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Excerpt from Primal Needs by Susan Sizemore
Chapter One December 12San Diego, CAClan Wolf Citadel"Charles? What kind of name is Charles for a vampire?"Sid knew that her brother was trying to distract her as they waited in Matri Juanita's moon-washed garden. A faint glow lit the sky to the east of San Diego, the result of another wildfire in the mountains. At least the wind was blowing the far-off ash and smoke away from the city.To show she appreciated Laurent's effort, she went along with the distraction. "We've had this discussion for nearly two years. I like the name Charles. It's a nice, normal name.""Laurent's a nice, normal name," Laurent said."No, it isn't.""It is for a vampire.""What would you prefer I named him?" she asked."Something with gravitas. Something suitable -- ""For melodrama?" she interrupted. "I'm sick of melodrama.""Melodrama comes with the territory, kid. What about changing his name to Anthony?"Sid laughed. "Oh, please! Our mother is named Antonia. My sire is named Anthony. Your own daughter is Antonia Junior.""We call her Toni. Your kid's going to be called Chuck, you know. Chuck the Vampire. I shudder to think of it.""What about Charlie the Vampire?" she asked."Almost as bad."It had been a long time since Sid had been in this garden. The scent of night-blooming flowers brought back a lot of memories. She noticed that her fingers were twined tightly together in her lap and made a conscious effort to relax. She glanced at the house. "What's taking so long? Shouldn't they be ready by now? And why do we even have to do this in the first place?"They were taking her baby from her, and she hated them.Laurent put his hand over hers. "You know that this is for the best. You can't deal with Charles on your own once his fangs come out."Mortals had no idea how terrible the terrible twos could really be. She wished she'd had a daughter. Not only did their kind need more females if they were going to remain a viable species, but young vampire females didn't turn into bloodlusting animals when their baby fangs first came in.Testosterone poisoning started early among vampire males, and the aggression needed to be controlled, channeled. Young males needed to be civilized if they were to mature into sane Primes. They needed drill sergeants more than they did doting mothers. Or so Sid had always believed, until her own son came along. Generation upon generation of vampire mothers had been through this. The ceremony this evening was supposed to reassure her that the finest care would be taken of her baby, but..."You weren't raised in a crèche," Sid reminded Laurent. "Mom dealt just fine with you. You turned out okay. Eventually.""Eventually." There was no humor in the sound when he laughed. "Antonia did the best she could when she had the chance to be near me. But remember that she was a prisoner, and that I was mostly raised among a pack of Tribe young where the rule is kill or be killed. Sometimes I doubted I would make it out alive. The Clans created a safe, structured environment for our little monsters. This is best for Charles, and for you."Sid sighed. "I'm not fighting the necessity of sending my baby away, but I hate it."He patted her hand. "Every parent hates it."This reminder didn't make the pain of loss any easier, but it did reinforce the necessity of this custom.The sound of a door sliding open drew their attention and they both stood as Lady Juanita's bondmate gestured."Please come with me, Laurent," he said. "Please wait a few moments longer, Lady Sidonie." He bowed very formally to her, then disappeared back into the house."If he knew you better he wouldn't call you a lady," Laurent said.It was the sort of lame joke brothers were supposed to make. She was called Lady Sidonie because providing the Wolf Clan with a child made her head of her own House."Go on in," she told Laurent. "Mayb