Publisher: Dreamspinner Press; 1 edition (March 11, 2014)
Amazon Kindle: The Wolf and His Diva
Blurb: George Owens is comfortable with his life just the way it is. A wolf- and fox-shifter, George leads a reclusive lifestyle with his energetic and diva-ish mate Billy, a fox-and squirrel-shifter.
George has no desire to take over leadership of the pack, despite his father’s wishes. Edward Owens is feeling his age and wants to make sure the pack is in good hands should he not be able to win his next challenge. However, George is adamant that he wants no part of it.
But events rock George from his complacency, and he realizes he has to take a stand and fight for what he cares about. If he remains in the past and cannot change in order to do what he must, he risks losing everything he loves.
Excerpt from Chapter Two (George is in his wolf-form):
Even though he didn’t expect an answer, George called, Billy!
He all but jumped out of his skin when something landed on his back. He let out a surprised bark and craned his head to see if a branch had fallen on him. He couldn’t find anything but caught a glimpse of something moving, accompanied by a featherlight motion on his back.
Relief flooded him when the movement ended between his ears, and two tiny paws grabbed the tips.
Hello there! Billy chirped.
Sheesh! You scared me to death! George growled.
Sorry! I was so surprised! See, I knew it would come in handy that my second form is a squirrel. I shifted during my fall and stopped rolling down farther. Unfortunately, I was covered in snow and decided to rescue myself on a tree to avoid more snow gluing to me.
You knew that? If I recall correctly, you whined for a whole week after you found out your second form is a squirrel, George replied.
Billy climbed down George’s head, turned around, and sat down slightly above George’s nose. Well, I wanted to be something cool too, and since the second form is often a larger animal, I was quite disappointed at first.
George’s eyes crossed as he tried to focus on the little red-furred squirrel. Billy, you know I hate it when you sit there.
Billy giggled but remained where he was. I love it when you get that odd look.
Either get up or get down, George grumbled.
The grumble held no heat, though. He was too happy that Billy wasn’t injured. His heart still pounded too fast in his chest, but he was sure it would take up normal activity soon.
Billy hastily climbed up and settled between his ears, his tiny paws again clutching them. Whee! Bring us home, my beloved!
About Chris T. Kat: Chris T. Kat lives in the middle of Europe, where she shares a house with her husband of many years and their two children. She stumbled upon the M/M genre by luck and was swiftly drawn into it. She divides her time between work, her family—which includes chasing after escaping horses and lugging around huge instruments such as a harp—and writing. She enjoys a variety of genres, such as mystery/suspense, paranormal, and romance. If there's any spare time, she happily reads for hours, listens to audiobooks or does cross stitch.
Amazon author page: http://www.amazon.com/Chris-T.-Kat/e/B008FQQH2Q
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