Betrayed: Days of the Rogue (the sequel to Bonded)
His mate killed in a horrific explosion, ex-Enforcer Damien Masterson now lives as a rogue werewolf. Grief stricken and filled with rage, what depths will he sink to in his search for revenge? And who will be caught in the crossfire? Will it be Eve, a Fae just entering the Awakening stage? Or Rafe McRae, part empath and part wolf? It’s been said that a rogue Enforcer is too dangerous to be allowed to roam. A suspense driven story of love, betrayal and revenge, this latest addition to the Law of the Lycans series is a sequel to Bonded.
(excerpt at the end of this page)
Before you rush to download it, check out the amazing trailer that one of my fans made for it:
Yay! After several delays, the next installment of the Law of the Lycans series was finally published in February!
Honestly, each book in this series seems to be increasingly difficult to write. Perhaps it’s because each story is becoming more complex with plots and subplots twisting together. Or maybe it is the returning characters all wanting their say. For whatever the reason, this story gave me more grief than all the others combined and underwent extensive revisions. I could still be working on it –only a few days before publishing I added another chapter—but sometimes you just have to let go! The story is more than I ever expected it to be (it was supposed to be a novella) yet not quite all that I hoped (there are still parts I’m not completely pleased with). However, it’s time to send it on its way.
This story wouldn’t have been possible without the support my friends at TLS as well as Jan Gordon, who is my editor, friend, fellow author and main support in this crazy writing endeavour. I also want to thank my ARC readers (Shannon, Cheryl, Janet and Jennifer) for their honest feedback and for catching those final mistakes.
Betrayed is different than the previous Lycan stories. Jan says it’s darker and grittier than any of the others. I have to agree. In Bonded, you met the Purists and got a glimpse into the seamier side of the Lycan world. This story continues to explore the darker side of this universe and it isn’t always pretty. You’ll read about Damien and his reactions to Beth’s death and how the need for revenge…well…I won’t say any more but be prepared and don’t say I didn’t warn you!
The same fan who made the trailer also made these terrific banners featuring the individuals that inspired my characters or at least matched my mental image of the characters:
“Beth! Beth!” Damien screamed his mate’s name, as he pulled away from the hands that sought to restrain him and ran towards the inferno that used to be his home. The heat from the fire hit him like a tangible wall, searing his lungs, his skin, his eyes. A sane man would have stopped, but he wasn’t sane. His mate was in there. He could feel her pain; she was trapped under something, the fire was scorching her flesh... The intensity of it had him staggering, his body instinctively recoiling.
She was fighting, trying to block their mental link, trying to keep him from knowing her agony, but he wouldn’t allow it. They’d vowed to share everything; the good and the bad. He pushed back with his mind, seeking her out while he struggled to get closer. Throwing his arm over his mouth, he used his sleeve to filter the air as he forged ahead.
Behind him voices were shouting, calling his name, but he ignored them. Beth. He had to find her; had to save her. This was his fault...
Bits of burning ash, blown about by the hot air current, fell around him, stinging his skin, burning holes in his clothes. The acrid smell of smoke filled his mouth and nose. He fought to breathe, coughing as his lungs protested against the unpalatable air. Squinting, his eyes watering from the smoke, he searched frantically for an access; a window, a door, but they were totally engulfed, flames shooting out like evil entities dancing with joy at the havoc they wreaked.
There was no way in, but he didn’t care. Taking as deep a breath as possible, he prepared to rush through the wall of flame. Sirens sounded behind him. Help was on its way, but there was no time to waste. Beth needed him now. Beth and their unborn child.
Beth, I’m coming for you. Hang on my love... He sent the words out to her and got a faint reply.
I love you Damien. I’ll always love you. Never forget…love... The words faded and then...then there was nothing.
Beth? His mind searched for her frantically. Where was she? Had she passed out?
The crackling of the fire was suddenly louder, echoing in his ears as he strained to hear her voice. A strange chill settled over him, a hollow, lonely feeling.
Beth! He mentally commanded her to answer, but there was no response.
He staggered, his knees nearly buckling. Pain ripped through his chest, a searing ache made his heart lurch.
It couldn’t be. Not his Beth. Not her. A spirit such as hers couldn’t die. She was gentle and sweet and kind. Tears pricked his eyes but he forced them back and shook his head.
It was a trick caused by the fire, the smoke... His senses must be skewed. He looked about frantically, searching for something, an explanation, anything... She couldn’t be gone. Not his beautiful Beth. Not his mate, not his baby...
“Beth!” Her name ripped from his throat and he threw himself forward into the wall of flame.
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