The second book in the Caedmon Wolves trilogy will be released sometime in November 2012. I’m working out some of the kinks in the plot as we speak.
If you’ve read Wolf’s Haven already, you’ll know that the couple (Selene and Nick) in the next book play important roles in this series.
I wanted to leave an excerpt here from Wolf’s Promise.
Excerpt from Wolf’s Promise ~ Copyright Ambrielle Kirk, 2012
Something tickled Selene’s face and her eyes flew open.
A murky gray stare looked back at her. Her head pulsed in enormous pain as she gained her focus. It was a figure of a man…there was man standing over her.
She parted her mouth to scream, but her lips were taped together.
Her breath hitched as she jerked away from him. Something bound her, preventing her from moving.
A wide grin spread across the man’s face. “Hello, doll.”
The tone of his voice matched his sinister grin. He had three long scars on his left cheek as if someone had clawed him across the face. They were raised, ugly imperfections. Scarface.
Everything about him, from the way he stood before her with defiance to his demeaning greeting warned her.
Selene’s heart sped up and her brain worked overtime trying to backtrack. What had happened? Why was she lying here?
Pain gripped the entire left side of her body as she tried to sit up. Where am I? She tried to speak but it was difficult to talk with her gag.
“If I told you, I’d have to kill you?”
“Mmmm, mmm, oooo,” she muffled again. Who are you?
Scarface laughed. “Shall I repeat myself?”
Her arms were tied together. Her legs were bound too. She thrashed about on the bed. The rough cords cut into her wrists and ankles, adding to the sharp pain radiating through her body.
“I’m going to remove your gag, but when I do…you remain quiet.”
It was a threat, but the consequences if she didn’t cooperate were not made clear. She nodded anyway.
As he reached out, she inspected him. His skin complexion nearly matched hers, and there were black and brown streaks throughout his hair. The trench coat he wore made him seem bigger than he really was. He wore some sort of chain as a belt. The fabric of his shirt was stretched tight against his chest.
He ripped the tape from her lips, causing a stinging pain on her mouth. She screamed more from the shock of it.
He smiled. “I knew you couldn’t remain quiet.”
“Who the fuck are you?” The force of her voice surprised her.
“Ooooo.” He stood back and sized her up. “Feisty. So love that in a woman.”
Despite his facial scars, her captor was easy on the eyes, tall, and built, but from the expression on her face and the way she was tied up on the bed, he didn’t seem like the type of man to play nice.
“What am I doing here?”
“We could have left you dying in your car in the fucking ditch.”
“M-my car?” Selene looked around at her surroundings. The room was dark and there were no windows. Upon closer inspection, she determined that what she was lying on was no more than a cot and a cheap mattress.
Her head rang in pain as she tried with all her energy to remember what happened. The wolf. The car. The cra—
“I was in a car crash.”
“What else do you remember?” he asked, slowly.
She tried so hard to remember, but couldn’t. She shook her head.
Scarface walked around the other side of the bed. “What were you doing out here…all by your lonesome?”
“Don’t come any closer,” she warned.
Her captor seemed to think this was a game. She was involved in an accident, was now in serious pain, and the idiot had tied her up. He could have been feeding off her anger. She took a deep breath.
“Look, Mister…” when Scarface didn’t give a name, she continued “…I don’t know you. I had a very bad accident. I’m in pain, and I don’t understand why I’ve been tied up.”
“Why were you trespassing?”
“Trespassing? I was driving on a damn public highway when I ran off the road.”
He frowned. “That mouth of yours is foul.”
“I didn’t ask to be here.”
Her captor shrugged. “You’re right. But do you know what happens to those who trespass on our lands?”
“On your land?” What was this idiot talking about?
“You crashed on our land.”
She huffed. “I was trying to prevent running over a wolf.”
“Too bad. You’re now my prisoner.”
“Prisoner!” She gawked, and then struggled against the ropes again.
Her captor moved swiftly, coming to stand over her as she sat on the bed. He grabbed her forearm, and she grimaced.
“Listen to me, human,” he hissed into the side of her head. “You will listen to me, and do as I say. Should you do anything sly, the next time you wake up you just might find yourself six feet under.”
She gasped, and held her breath in. His threats seemed real. This wasn’t a game.
He jostled her. “Do you understand?”
She bit her lip, holding back a protest. “Yes.” What had she gotten herself into?
“My maid will assist you in getting cleaned up. If you cooperate, there will be food.”
Her eyes widened in disbelief, and she searched his expressionless face. “I don’t understand why you’re doing this. You don’t have to do this. I’ll give you anything you want. Money? What is it?”
His gaze darted back and forth over her. “You’re not being held for money.”
The nameless scar-faced man turned to leave.
“Wait.” She swung her legs over the bed, quickly. “What is it that you want?”
Her captor continued toward the metal door. “I’ll return tonight.”
He slammed the door shut. From her position on the bed, she heard keys rattling and the sound of a lock being turned.
Her breathing became uneven as the reality of her predicament set in.
The above excerpt was from Wolf’s Promise (November 2012)
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