🐺 Behind the Scenes: The Macconwood Pack Novel Series
Book 2
Did you know when I started my writing journey it was with the Young Adult Urban Fantasy Grazi Kelly Novel Series?
It’s true.
And while those books have never made much money or hit any bestseller lists, they’ll always hold a special place in my heart. They’re where my first Paranormal Romance worlds began to take shape.
In Hunter Moon, I introduced Rafe Maccon—that’s right, the very first paranormal romance male main character I ever wrote. Some of you might have met him already in my permafree book Charley’s Christmas Wolf (if not, grab it here ➡️ https://www.cdgorri.com/books/charleys-christmas-wolf).
But today, I’m not talking about Rafe or his feisty Jersey-girl mate, Charley.
I want to shine the moonlight on his sister, Catriona, from Cat’s Howl.
This story was my second-ever romance, and yes—it’s got a little of that classic Harlequin energy. The over-the-top emotions, the sweeping passion, the kind of wild, messy love that shaped me as a romance reader growing up.
It’s one of those stories that’s been sitting inside an author’s mind for years before the words ever took shape on the screen.
Anyway, I’d like to share it with you today.
🐾 Cat’s Howl
The Macconwood Pack Novel Series #2
Werewolf Tate Nighthawk tries hard to resist his attraction to Cat, his Alpha’s sister. But when he’s assigned as her bodyguard and they’re forced into close quarters, their chemistry becomes undeniable.
Will spunky Werewolf, Cat Maccon, find true love with her brother’s Wolf Guard, or is it too late for them?
When their enemies close in and Cat is captured by a rogue Wolf who wants to take the Pack for his own, she must rely on her instincts—and her heart—to survive.
And sometimes, the only thing left to do is...
Howl.
Excerpt from Cat’s Howl:
The monotony of the work was soothing after the day she had. Cat bobbed her head as she wiped and stacked. She joined Gene Simmons for a few verses, belting out lyrics and dancing around in her bare feet across the tiled floor.
Cat wasn’t afraid to let her hair down, especially when she was alone. Besides, a little bump and grind was just what she needed. She was having a ball too. Well, she was, until she heard the scrape of one of the high stools that surrounded the kitchen island. And then she smelled him.
Oh crap! Cat turned around to discover the one person in the world she wouldn’t be caught dead letting her hair down around. Tate Nighthawk.
He stood watching her with a half grin on his usually stern face. To see that smile on his lips was enough to make her almost drop a plate. Almost.
“Do you mind? I was watching that,” his deep voice cut through the rock and roll, making Cat’s pulse speed up.
“Yeah right,” she walked to the phone and quickly stopped her playlist, throwing them into a tense silence.
No way was she going to act like a fool in front of him. Not again, anyway. Been there, done that.
“I just packed up dinner. It’s in the fridge if you’re hungry.”
“No, I’m good.”
“Okay, so why are you in the kitchen then?”
“I love Kiss.”
“Oh.”
“So,” he pulled out the stool and sat down. His muscles strained against the black t-shirt he wore as he rolled his neck and arms to get comfortable.
“How was work? Sheriff’s Department treating you okay?”
“Yup. Fine,” she cringed at her one-word answers. When would she stop acting like an imbecile around this man?
“I think we can do better than that, Catriona, don’t you?”
“Don’t call me that.”
“Sorry, I forgot.”
“Like hell you did.”
“What? It’s a pretty name.”
“Yeah, right.”
“I remember when you were eight, and I mispronounced your name after reading it off your homework, I called you Ca-tree-oh-na instead of Ca-tree-na, and you called me stupid.”
“I did not!” Cat’s cheeks burned. She was a difficult child, always on the defensive, but she couldn’t believe she had said that!
“Yes, yes, you did! You called me a stupid jerk-faced boy and said I couldn’t even read.”
“Oh geez, look I’m sorry-”
“Nah, you don’t have to say sorry. It’s funny, you know, because I couldn’t. Read, that is. Not well anyway. My mother was sort of absentee. Hardly noticed when she swallowed those bottles of pills. And my dad, well, he was hardly, a father. I don’t blame them, understand, they did the best they could with what they had. It wasn’t until I lived here that I learned anything about anything.”
“Tate, I-” Cat’s heart hurt for him. She felt a sort of controlled emotion emanate from him. Sadness, solitude, heartache. But mostly loneliness. She wanted to do something, comfort him, hold him, but she remained where she stood.
She knew his mother had committed suicide. Another Werewolf driven to madness and grief for missing her Wolf. She even remembered the day her father brought him into their house.
He was older than her, of course, closer to Rafe’s age. He was thin and scarred, with chin length black hair and the darkest pair of eyes she had ever seen. His shoulders were hunched, his clothes old, but clean, his expression grim, and the chip on his shoulder as big as a mountain.
“No apologies necessary, Cat. We were just kids.”
“Yeah. It was a long time ago,” she watched him as she resumed scraping dishes and placing them into the washer.
“Well, you’re certainly not a kid now. You weren’t one the last time we were alone together either. You remember that night, don’t you?”
“Look I don’t-”
“Not one day has gone by in the last seven years that I haven’t thought about it,” his whispered confession hit her as if he had shouted it. She wasn’t ready to hear whatever this was from him. Before she had a chance to speak, he continued.
“God, I have pictured you, standing there with the surf crashing just a few feet away. I can still taste the salt that clung to your skin. You looked for all the world like a sea nymph. Soft and glowing in the moonlight, designed by the gods to make a man crazy from wanting you.”
Cat froze. This time the dish slipped right out of her trembling hands. Luckily, it landed on the countertop where it wobbled noisily until coming to a standstill. It was the only noise in the room after Tate’s astounding revelation.
Had he really pictured her? Did he think about that night?
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