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Hot Moon Rising
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Hot Moon Rising Copyright © 2009 Desiree Holt
Edited by Helen Woodall.
Cover art by Syneca.
Electronic book Publication February 2009
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H
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Desiree Holt
Dedication
To Karen, who introduced me to the wolf.
Hot Moon Rising
Chapter One
Charlie Aquino glided his car slowly to the curb, cut the engine and headlights, and
rolled down his window. It was quiet in this little cul de sac where Derek and the rest of
his group—er, pack—lived. He scanned the house that he drove by every night on his
way home, after a long shift for the sheriff’s department. Just looking at the house,
hoping for a glimpse of her, calmed him. Soothed all those frayed and jangled nerves.
Sometimes a light would be on. Other times, like now, the little house would be
completely dark.
Was she outside, running? Alone or with her “friends”? He closed his eyes and
Liane Cosa’s face swam before his eyes. High cheekbones, amber eyes and a silken
waterfall of ash blonde hair. When she smiled at him, the bottom fell out of his heart.
Jesus, Aquino. You’ve really lost your mind.
But a year had made a lot of difference in his life. Twelve months ago he and Jesse
Farrell had been working the gang task force for the sheriff. The most exotic things in
their lives were the devious gang leaders who always lay in wait. And he’d never heard
of a shapeshifter. Now his partner was married to one and he, for his sins, was falling
helplessly in love with another one.
The group of cottages lining the cul de sac were where Liane and her friends lived.
Her pack, for they were all shifters like Liane. Alexa Farrell, Jesse’s wife, had worked
out a deal with a developer she did graphic designs for. Derek and his group would
provide security at the developer’s construction sites in return for nominal pay and free
rent at cottages he hadn’t been able to sell anyway.
At first the shifter thing had really freaked him out but now, a year later, it had
become part of his life. Especially after he met Liane. And how weird was that, falling
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