(Claiming My Pack #1)
Publication date: October 6th 2018
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance
An Orphan Girl. A Group of Wolves. A Destined Fate for War.
Don’t you ever wish to find where you belong? A place where you can rest your head without worrying about being jumped or your possessions being taken from you? Not like I had much, to say the least.
A pendant, an ancient blade, and a picture of my murdered family were all I had left when I was five years old. Foster homes to homeless shelters, I never found a place of refuge. I simply didn’t belong, and everyone made it their duty to remind me of my predicament. Until I finally came across a place that felt like home.
Sacred Moon Shelter for Endangered Wolves. I’d stumbled upon the sanctuary when I was near death, but I was miraculously saved.
Since then, I’ve become a Wolf Tamer; the only one who can get close to touching the six rare breeds. When I’m with them, I feel safe and sometimes wish I could be like one of them and escape this cruel world.
But such inhumanity strikes home, a group of hunters shows up, ready to take my wolves to an unknown place or murder them in cold blood. I won’t allow them to kill the only true family I’d ever known.
My name is Harper Blake, and I vow to claim and protect my own.
Wolf Tamer is a new Wolf Shifter Reverse Harem Romance. Recommended for 18+ Audiences.
Yumoyori Wilson is from Toronto, Ontario. She’s a Full-time author who loves to write many different genres. On her down time, she bothers her Mom and likes to drink bubbletea while reading and playing video games.
“O’Neil,” I said with a smile.
“Hey, kiddos. You guys gonna come down to eat dinner soon?”
“Um, sure. We’re almost done reading,” I pointed out.
“And we’re 12 and 14, O’Neil. We’re not kiddos,” Ian stated.
“Sure, mature Kiddo.” O’Neil winked at us with a smirk. “See ya downstairs. Muffin, make sure they don’t make out.”
My face burned red and I stuttered, “We’re READING!”
“Alright,” O’Neil called out, closing the door. We could hear his fading footsteps as he climbed back down, and we were both silent for a good minute before I had the guts to peer over my shoulder to look at Ian’s expression.
His face was bright red up to his ears. “Ian…your ears are red.”
Ian groaned. “It’s hot that’s why.”
“Sure. Super hot.”
Don’t be a promoter.
“I thought it said in books that wolf shifters are honest.”
I am honest.
“With me? Yes. With your emotions? Not so much. Could have been Ian’s mate already.”
Th-that isn’t true. I’m twelve.
“Smart, twelve-year-old who likes Ian Chestwood and smells his clothes when he isn’t looking. Does he know about the drawer in your room with half his missing clothes?”
Enough! And don’t tell him that.
“Intriguingly enough I can’t yet, but when we learn how to shift and if you still haven’t told him about your feelings, I’m telling Wolfie.”
“You love me.”