Following up on the blurb I posted yesterday… here’s an excerpt because I know you love excerpts! Enjoy.

Taint of Shadow by Cassandra Moore

On the night of the blue moon, werewolves Kayla and Noah will find their lives changed forever.

Kayla is captured on the way to her wedding, the final piece of a ritual meant to create twisted werewolves loyal to a rogue vampiric coterie. A year later, she wants revenge, and she won’t let anyone get in her way. Not even her mate.

Noah’s search for Kayla has nearly destroyed the truce that keeps war from erupting between the vampires and werewolves. Can he confront the taint of shadow in his lover, and save both their love and the supernatural community?

Series Information for The Heart of Darkness

Excerpt

Kayla took a deep breath, conflicted but unable to stop the next question. “What about Noah?”

“He misses you.” Her answer was immediate. “He pushed for war harder than anyone, and almost got it, all by himself. He was the one who challenged Peter the night he met with Lord Pirelli.” She paused. “He almost won.”

It hit her like a blow to the gut. He’d fought for her, tried to take on a city full of vampires. I shouldn’t have asked. Fuck. “I’m glad he didn’t.”

“Me, too. It would have been a free-for-all.” Moira stared at her, hard. “You’re going to see him, aren’t you? Kayla, you have to see him.”

“I have to leave him out of it.” She shook her head. “He doesn’t need to get involved with me again. Not now.”

“Why not? He loves you.” Her old friend leaned forward. “You can’t come back here and not talk to him. That’s not right.”

Warmth in the cold of her emotions hurt. He loves me. And that’s why he can’t know I’m here. Please, drop it; I don’t want to think about it. “It’s not right to take him where I have to go. He deserves a life and a future.”

The redhead narrowed her eyes. “He won’t get either without you. Where the hell do you think you’re going?”

“Into the abyss. Where they dragged me.”

“You’re going to break the fight wide open, aren’t you?”

Her hands clenched in front of her. “They started it a year ago. I’m just bringing it back to their front.”

Quiet stole over them, tense, full of unasked questions. “You can’t do this. It’s more than you. It’s the pack. The city. The people in it. Get Peter involved. Or Sonja Carter. They can talk to Pirelli—”

“I have to do this. You don’t understand.”

Temper flared in the Irish woman’s eyes. “You’re damn right, I don’t. You haven’t said a word to help me understand. Take off your glasses and look at me!”

Angry, riled, Kayla ripped the glasses off her face.

Moira gasped. The color drained from her face. “God in Heaven… What did they do to you?”