New Release - Craved by a Wolf by Felicity Heaton + Giveaway!

Craved by a Wolf A Contemporary Romance by Felicity Heaton, it's book 20 in the Eternal Mates Series and is Available Now on all platforms! Keep reading for Giveaway & Excerpt!

Title: Craved by a Wolf

Series: Eternal Mates #20

Author: Felicity Heaton

Genres: Paranormal Romance

Release Date: May 19, 2022

Hella is one witch who is done with relationships. Having rid herself of a clingy nymph, she’s determined to stay single and savour everything her fae town in Geneva has to offer—with no strings attached. The trouble is, it turns out breaking up with a king isn’t as easy as she’d thought. Her ex just sent a legion to kidnap her and take her to the faerie realm of Lucia.

And he wants to make her his queen.

Grant MacKinnon is one wolf shifter who prefers a quiet life. His home in a glen in Scotland, his small wolf pack, and fine whisky is all he needs. The trouble is, a witch in the fae town in Fort William just cursed him to die if he doesn’t find his fated mate and bring her to her. Now he craves a female he’s never met, one he was convinced didn’t exist, and he refuses to believe she’s really his one true mate… until he sets eyes on the beautiful blue-haired lass.

And his wolf instincts howl that she was made for him.

And when he realises she’s in danger and another male wants her as his queen, MacKinnon will stop at nothing to protect her and claim her as his mate.

The scent led him down a side street, growing stronger. His head fogged a little, filling with a vision of moorland and Hella among the heather, her blue hair tumbling around her slender shoulders and her green eyes bright as she spun to look at him, a smile on her tempting lips.

He growled, the low rumbling sound echoing around him as he crossed a street and followed her scent down another alley. He paused at the end of it and breathed deeply, trying to figure out which way she had gone.

He took a few steps towards the middle of the street and the scent grew weaker. Same thing when he tried heading right. Which meant she had gone left.

Kin stormed up the road, his pace quickening in time with his pulse as her scent continued to grow stronger. Tension built by degrees as he closed in on her, an ache growing inside him as his wolf latched onto her signature, pinpointing her inside one of the buildings.

He breathed harder, couldn’t stop growling as he thought about kissing her, as his mind filled with how good it had felt to have her curves pressed against him and her hands on him and the way she had looked at him, a spark of fire in her eyes that had called to him.

By the time he reached her door, he was too far gone to be civil. He kicked the blue door in, burning for that kiss—for her. A mindless slave to his need for his female.

Her scream pierced the fog in his head, dissipating it in an instant, and she twirled to face him. Gods, she truly was beautiful. Her blue hair hung in tangled threads, clinging to her pale skin in places, and her dress still stuck provocatively to her curves, teasing him to the point of madness.

MacKinnon stalked towards her, growling as his wolf instincts demanded he claim what was his. Her throat worked on a hard swallow and she backed away from him, her blue eyebrows furrowing as her eyes remained locked with his.

She tensed as her bottom hit a long counter, glanced back at it and then her gaze darted to him, and her lips parted. He glanced at the wooden counter too, a growl pealing from his lips as he stared at it. It would easily support her weight while he took her.

Flickers of the other witch’s words ran through his hazy mind. Hella had to accept him. It was the only way to satisfy this curse. This craving he felt for her.

He shifted his gaze back to meet hers and didn’t miss the spark in them that said she might accept him—that this attraction wasn’t one-sided. On another low growl, he closed the distance between them down to nothing, bracing himself for her retaliation.

Only she didn’t fight him as he swept her into his arms and his mouth descended on hers, claiming it as his prize. He groaned as his entire world crumbled around him, reshaped by the feel of her soft lips yielding to the hard press of his.

She opened for him, an eager wee thing that roused his passion and had his mind leaping forwards as she deepened the kiss. Her sweet moan sent a shiver down his spine and he clutched her tighter, drawing her closer as it filled him with a need to devour her. To stake a claim on her.

Her small hands brushed down his arms from his shoulders to the point where they met her waist, and she reached behind her. They gently took hold of him and she tried to prise his arms away from her, but he refused to let her as he angled his head and stroked her tongue with his.

She trembled and loosed another sultry moan, lightly ran her blunt nails down his forearms and tried again. He sensed the need in her and let her have her way this time, curious as to what she wanted to do with him.

When her hands curled around his wrists and she brought them up between them, he thought she meant to make him cup her breasts. He opened his hands, eager to touch her, to tease the hard little points that her dress concealed. And snarled when cold metal kissed his skin.

©Felicity Heaton 2022

I'm a NEW YORK TIMES, USA TODAY and International Best-Selling Author writing passionate paranormal romance books and series for adults.

I love to create detailed worlds, twisting plots, mind-blowing action, intense emotion and heart-stopping romances with leading men that vary from dark deadly vampires to sexy shifters and wicked werewolves, to sinful angels and hot demons! All of them alpha as you would expect in paranormal romance, and every book with a guaranteed HAPPILY FOREVER AFTER!