Free A Wolf's Fate (A BBW Shapeshifter Romance): The Holiday Ball by Marie Mason

narrowing. He could still see the sparkle in them though.
    If it wouldn’t have meant baring her big bottom to the all the men in the room, he would have proven to her he was a man of his word. And, if she didn’t answer him soon, he would do just that.
    “Autumn,” he warned again even though his wolf was eager to dominate his mate.
    “Don’t worry, my big, bad wolf. I love you and there’s nothing I want more than to have you as my mate. As my husband. Thank you.” They both knew she was referring to this very public display he had been willing to make on her behalf.
    He wasted no time pushing the ring on her finger. Autumn’s legs chose that moment to give out. He caught her just as she collapsed. Grabbing one of her wrists, he pulled her forward and scooped her over his shoulder. Hanging upside down, she clutched the back of his tux in silent shock as he carried her off the stage to a round of thunderous applause.
    Then she smiled. She knew exactly where her wolf was taking her and she couldn’t wait.
    He was about to show her just what a big, bad wolf he really was.

 
    Continue enjoying The Holiday Ball as two more wolves find their mates…and discover claiming them isn’t as easy as it appears in A Wolf’s Claim and A Wolf’s Desire

 
    ABOUT THE AUTHOR…
    Marie Mason has always known, somewhere deep in her soul, that being a writer was what she was born to be. Thanks to the new and exciting world of self-publishing, Marie was finally able to make her dream come true. Part two of the dream is to be a full-time writer, spending the wee hours of morning creating new and exciting characters for her readers. That part might take a little longer. If you’d like to contact her with a comment or suggestion, her email is [email protected] or you can find her on Facebook.
    THE HOLIDAY BALL: A WOLF’S CLAIM
    Hayden’s first official duty as alpha of the Barringer Pack was hosting the Holiday Ball. A Christmas dance that allowed single supernaturals to find a true-mate—or just hook-up. Hayden had avoided the events for years, not ready to take a mate. This year, he’d had no choice. That didn’t mean he wasn’t going to enjoy himself. And the curvy witch hiding in the shadows looked like just the delectable morsel for his hungry wolf.
    Amber hated coming to the Holiday Balls. She left feeling sadder and lonelier than ever before. She’d accepted the fact that Santa wasn’t going to hand her a mate wrapped in a pretty red bow. If not for the edict from her grandmother, the coven’s matriarch, she wouldn’t be here tonight.
    Of course, she’d have to thank her grandmother later…
    EXCERPT:
    “Can I ask where we’re going?”
    “Upstairs.”
    “Oh, is it that kind of party?” She licked her lips. She’d never been to one, but she’d heard stories of the sex parties wolves liked to throw. And The Holiday Ball was probably the biggest of them all.
    He took the stairs two at a time, swiftly navigating the circular staircase. She grew dizzy again as they moved. The embossed wallpaper seemed to be swirling around them in a silvery haze. Why the heck was she so tipsy after only two glasses of champagne? Or had it been three?
    When they neared the top of the staircase, the wolf slowed as he looked down at her. “Would you mind if it was that kind of a party?”
    He was so handsome. And big. She ran her hands over the tops of his broad shoulders. She’d said and done that before, hadn’t she? She wanted to lick him all over, starting with the strong, tanned column of his throat. “Not if I’m with you.”
    He let out a growl so loud it sounded like a howl. It did echo off the walls and she was positive everyone downstairs had heard it. Any other time she would have winced, imagining what others would think if they had seen her leave the ballroom with this man.
    But not this time.
    This time the goody-good witch was ready for some adventure.
     
    THE BLACKWOOD BROTHERS, BOOK 1

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