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An Ellora’s Cave Romantica Publication
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To Tempt a Wolf
ISBN # 1-4199-0840-5
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
To Tempt a Wolf Copyright© 2006 Kate Steele
Edited by Heather Osborn.
Cover art by Syneca.
Electronic book Publication: November 2006
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is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the authors’ imagination and used fictitiously.
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T O T EMPT A W OLF
Kate Steele
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To Tempt a Wolf
Prologue
Hayley Royden was restless. Tired from the time she’d spent traveling to visit her
sister Bryn, she’d gone to bed early, hoping to crash for the night. A couple of hours
later she woke, punched her pillow and knew there’d be no going back to sleep for a
while. That was one of the problems associated with being a night owl. Going to bed
early rarely worked. That, plus finding herself in an unfamiliar bed, had caused her to
jolt awake.
She went for the book she’d stashed in one of her bags, deciding a little romance
and intrigue would be the very thing. As she crossed the floor, a board creaked
underfoot. She paused and heard a scrabbling noise and some muffled laughter from
down the hall. Apparently Bryn and her fiancé Logan were just making their way to
bed.
Hayley picked up the book, absently staring at the cover as her mind considered
Bryn and Logan. Her smile was wistful as she thought about her own lack of a love life.
Why could she never meet the right guy? She focused on the book and decided it
wouldn’t do. After quietly dressing, she walked down the hall and descended the stairs.
She made her way through the darkened house with the aid of the little flashlight she
always carried on her keychain. The kitchen was just ahead, and if she remembered
correctly, there was a door that led out into the backyard.
As she let herself out, she breathed a sigh of relief and contentment. The night air
was cool and fresh and she felt her spirits lift as she walked away from the house into
the surrounding woods. The moon, a few days away from being full, rode high in the
sky, making it easy for her to see the path that wound through the trees.
Hayley wandered slowly, no destination in mind. She’d always had a good sense of
direction and felt at ease with nature. As she followed the path, she heard the soft
splash of water in the distance.
Spotting the reflective glint of moonlight, she moved forward until she entered a
clearing where a shallow pool of water was fed by a trickling stream. A smile lit her face
as she walked to edge of the pond. Kneeling, she trailed her fingers in the clear water. It
was warm.
She gave the water a speculative look and then checked the surrounding area.
Deciding to go for it, she quickly began to peel out of her clothes and stepped into the
welcoming water.
She didn’t see the pair of eyes that glowed with a bluish-green incandescence as
they watched her lower herself into the pool.
The water was deep enough that she could swim, which she did, taking a few laps
around its circumference. Wearying of that exercise, she flipped over on her back and
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