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Sanctum
(Blackwater Pack #1)
By Hannah McBride
YA Paranormal, Shifter Romance
Paperback & ebook, 534 Pages
August 21, 2020
Summary
A survivor on the run
After refusing the laws of her sadistic pack, Skye Markham barely escapes with her life, seeking sanctuary with the feared Blackwater pack. Hunted by her former Alpha and his soldiers, she’s determined to create a life even though she knows they will come for her.
An alpha with a pack to protect
As the next alpha in line, Remy Holt has spent years guarding the Blackwater pack and his family from those who seek to seize control and destroy them. The last thing he needs or wants is Skye Markham and the dangers she brings with her adding to the stress on his pack, but his wolf has a different opinion. He wants her, and after one moment that shouldn't have been possible, he knows he’ll never be able to let her go.
A bond unlike any other
Skye thought she was finally safe, but as her bond with Remy strengthens, the shifter world starts to break apart at the seams. Missing shifters, a dying population, and pack wars are all causing their sanctuary to crumble around them, and Skye is trapped in the middle of it all. Someone is out to destroy the pack and if they succeed, there will bring down everything Remy has sought to protect and for Skye… maybe there is no such thing as a sanctuary.
*SANCTUM is the first book in the Blackwater Pack series. Possible trigger warnings: abuse, violence, language, and bullying.
Excerpt
He shifted towards me. "This is all new to me, too, Skye."
A sobering thought crossed my mind. The one that had been plaguing me since the woods. "Do you want this, Remy?"
The corner of his mouth hitched up for a second as he looked at me. Slowly, he raised a hand, tracing the curve of my jaw. I shivered, remembering the feel of his hands stroking when I was a wolf.
This was so much better.
He inched even closer. His breath, minty and warm, fanned over my face. His eyes tracked the movements of his fingers hungrily.
"Yeah," he answered roughly, thickly. "I want this. I want you." He dipped his head and covered my mouth with his.
As far as first kisses went, I was pretty sure this was one for the record books.
Fire ignited in me the second Remy's lips touched mine, soft but demanding all at once. His hands settled on my hips, pulling me closer. The smell of him from earlier in the evening, pine and soap and something that was entirely Remy, filled my senses.
I was going to combust in the most exquisite ways.
His large hands almost spanned my waist, his fingers flexing against the soft material of my yoga pants. His tongue teased the seam of my lips until I opened my mouth on a gasp, letting him in.
I groaned as his tongue stroked mine, one hand sliding from my waist up my spine.
My hands had been clenched into fists on his chest, the fabric of his t-shirt bunched in my grip. I relaxed my hold now, letting my hands slide over the hard muscle and up around his neck, pressing my chest flush against his.
Now Remy groaned, changing the angle of his head to deepen the kiss.
Flames licked through my blood, and I was sure I was going to combust any second.
I was one hundred percent okay with death by kissing.
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