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OH, CANADA!/BIG CITY PACK-THE CANUCK WEREWOLF ISBN:  978-1-41993-391-2 BUY Reviews He hadn’t been at his campsite for very long, had just started to set up his tent, when a scent came out of nowhere and slammed into him like a punch to the gut. His mating urge instantly came to life and his cock went rock hard. Looking up, he found a woman slowly walking past his site. Drawing in great gulps of air, Atticus filtered out the many scents around him, concentrating on the one that had his body going haywire. Hers. The longer he stared, the harder his cock got. And when she stared back at him with marked interest, he wanted to throw back his head and howl. Before he could pull his thoughts together, she ducked her head and hurried on her way. But he wasn’t prepared to let her go so easily. He finished setting up his campsite and went after her. Following the scent trail, he walked at a brisk pace. He rounded a corner and saw her standing at a rail looking down at the gorge. Her long, light brown hair fell to the middle of her back. His gaze ran hungrily along her slim form as his cock jerked inside his jeans. This mortal was his would-be mate. Aroused, he wanted nothing more than to go to her, take her to the ground and bury his aching cock inside her. And his wolf wanted her as well. As he slowly closed the distance between them, a small part of his brain that still functioned thought of what his father’s reaction would be once he learned Atticus’ mate was mortal. The pack leader wouldn’t be at all pleased. He thought it was beneath a werewolf to mate with a lowly mortal. Atticus had no such feelings. Coming within a few feet of the woman, he came to a standstill and drew in a deep breath, filling his lungs with her scent. It would now be permanently etched on his brain, never forgotten. He’d be able to find her anywhere just by following it. Another breath, and a groan close to a moan punched out of his chest before he could hold it back. She turned, her gaze latching onto him. As she looked him up and down with the same stark interest as before showing in her dark brown eyes, he hungrily stared back, fighting the wolf’s growl that threatened to break free. She was pretty in a girl-next-door kind of way. Her looks did more for him than any female werewolf’s supermodel beauty ever would. Her gaze stayed locked to his as he closed the remaining distance between them. It took everything in him not to reach out, pull her close and claim her lips. His mating urge rode him a little harder when he smelled the heady scent of her arousal in the air around them. It would continue to ride him until he claimed her as his mate the first time they made love. That would be when their souls joined, truly mating them. “Hi,” he said, his voice gruff with the pounding need throbbing through his body. She gave him a shy smile. “Hi.” “Nice day for a walk.” “Yes, it is.” “Can I join you? This is my first time coming to the gorge.” She nodded and shifted a little farther down the rail. “Sure. Not that I could stop you since this is a public place.” He joined her at the rail and peered down the long drop to the river below. She shifted to stand beside him. Her nearness had him fighting to maintain control. If he wasn’t careful, his eyes would mutedly glow, something they did whenever he became very aroused or angry. To make small talk, he said, “Great scenery. Makes it worth the drive from Toronto.” Out of the corner of his eye, Atticus saw her turn her head in his direction. “Is that where you’re from?” she asked. Feeling as if he had himself tightly reined back, he turned away from the view to face her and nodded. “Yes. Do you live here in Elora?” “No. I live in Kitchener.” “I’ve never been there, but I’ve heard about it.” “Let me guess,” she replied with a grin, “you’ve heard about our Oktoberfest? Or as I like to call it—the big drunk.” He grinned. “I do believe that came up during the conversation I had with one of my friends who has visited Kitchener.” She smiled. “I thought so. And I bet this friend of yours made his visit when Oktoberfest was on. He more than likely spent some of his time in the Concordia Club’s big tent drinking beer and eating Oktoberfest sausage.” Atticus chuckled. “Yes, but he consumed more beer than sausage. By the pitcher full, to be exact.” “I don’t call it the big drunk for nothing.” “Have you ever been?” “No. It’s not really my thing. Though, I once rented an apartment across the street from the Concordia Club for about a year. During Oktoberfest, the polka music they played was loud enough to be heard inside my apartment, even with all the windows closed. That’s the closest I’ve come to going Oktoberfesting.” He stuck out his hand. “I’m Atticus, by the way.” She put hers in his and gave it a shake. “I’m Rylee.” Atticus continued to hold her hand, reluctant to give up even this small amount of contact. The feel of her touching him made him crave a taste of her. His gaze focused on her lush lips. It would be so easy to pull her closer using their joined hands, bend and kiss her. As if she’d sensed his thoughts, the tip of Rylee’s tongue came out and licked her bottom lip as the scent of her arousal grew stronger. That was enough to have him acting before he could rein himself back under the ridged control he’d been holding. With a moan that bordered on a wolf’s growl, Atticus yanked her against his chest and buried his other hand in the hair at her nape. He took her lips in a heated claiming, sweeping his tongue along the crease until they parted to allow him entrance. He twined his tongue with hers, stroking. The taste of her went straight to his head, making his libido go into overdrive. A true growl of approval pushed out of him as he released her hand and she placed it on his chest. Dropping his hands to her hips, he pulled her even closer, grinding his aching cock against her. Rylee moaned, and kissing him deeper, sucked on his tongue. The rest of the world seemed to fall away until Rylee became the center of his universe. Her scent, the taste of her on his tongue, the feel of her against him and the small sounds of pleasure she made had his mating urge demanding he take her right then and there.

Reviews 5 Stars-Top Pick:  I absolutely loved this story. I was definitely sympathetic to Rylee’s plight as chaperone, being the oldest in the family does have a downside. Atticus and Rylee are swept up in a storm of passion that can only intensify when Atticus claims her as his mate, if she can accept him for who he is…a werewolf and her mate.--Angibabi4, Night Owl Reviews 3 Stars:  Atticus is extremely sexy and irresistible. Rylee’s drive to have Atticus ended when she realized his ex-lover was out to kill her, and that Atticus and the ex are both werewolves, oh and did I mention that Atticus wants her to mate him FOREVER! This was a very short read so know that up front. If you are looking for a major story line this novella isn’t long enough to develop something deep. That being said is was a verra hot read!--Dee, Shameless Romance Reviews 3 Hoots:  Aside from the fact it’s one of those, “I saw her and I must mate with her forever” stories, I still enjoyed it - at least he let her choose whether or not she wanted to bond with him for the rest of her life. Rylee and Atticus created some super fierce tension and heat throughout the story. I liked the comic relief of the brother and his friends. I could see this becoming a series and I’m definitely interested enough to read it.--Sarah H, Nocturne Romance Reads 5 Half Naked Males:  This was an enjoyable read. I wanted more! ...all in all it was a great read.--Angela, RomFan Reviews 4.5 Hearts:  Marisa Chenery has done it once again. The Canuck Werewolf is a wonderful story of finding true love. I was so engrossed in their story that I read it in one sitting. I kept turning those pages in hope that Rylee and Atticus would find their happy ever after. The two make a good couple, each caring deeply for the other and willing to give it all up for the other. This book is well written with delightful characters that endear themselves to the reader. I loved meeting Atticus and his parents and would love to see more from this pack in the future.--Gabrielle, The Romance Studio 4 Delightful Divas:  The Canuck Werewolf by Marisa Chenery is a delightful shifter romance and I loved the story of Atticus and his human mate. Ms. Chenery has a real knack of creating hot sexy shifter men that we’d all like to meet, and after reading the excerpt, I really wanted to read The Canuk Werewolf, and I’m glad I did.--Claudette, Dark Divas Reviews 4 Stars:  The Canuk Werewolf is exactly what you would expect out of a werewolf romance and it does not waste any time getting pretty steamy. The Canuk Werewolf is an entertaining read, once it pulls you in your finished before you know it.--Tiffany, Paranormal Kiss A long weekend camping becomes an erotic lifetime of passion and love. Neither Rylee nor Atticus expect passion while camping in The Canuck Werewolf. Watching them both be shocked by their meeting and then trying to see where it would lead had me reading faster to see what would eventually happen. Nothing was going to stop this determined werewolf from claiming his mate. Absolutely nothing. The Canuck Werewolf proves that fate is nothing to be trifled with, while also being erotic and humor filled.--Jo, Joyfully Reviewed 4 Cherries:  This short story was well written, entertaining and extremely hot. I plan to read many more stories by Marisa Chenery in the future if I can. I am sure I will be saving this one to reread again in the future. If you love paranormal stories with a sexy “Happily Ever After” then this is the story for you!--Dogwood, Whipped Cream

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