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Dear Reader,

There is much to celebrate in life. Oftentimes, caught up in the daily hustle and grind, we lose sight of that. Sometimes it takes a miracle to make us recognize truly how lucky we are. I try to count my blessings daily—hourly if I remember—and even the smallest things—a perfect butterfly, a blooming flower, the way the sun colors the clouds ocher—are causes for celebration.

It’s not always like that, nor will it be. I know into every life occasionally comes darkness, sweeping in and throwing a black cloak over the sun. Such is the case with my Lone Wolf, Pack Protector Anton Beck. Still mourning the loss of his sister and having given up searching for his mate, an unlikely Vampire Huntress named Marika, Beck is living a solitary life when he is granted a miracle. A daughter. Now not only are vampire/shape-shifter matches frowned upon, but since they are technically dead, Vampires are unable to bear living children. That Marika not only does this, but raises the miracle child in secret, is another thing to marvel at. That is, if Beck could see past his rage at being lied to.

Of course, a child that shouldn’t exist is very valuable and is hunted, and Beck and Marika’s journey to not only protect her but find and stop the ones who want to take her, is in itself something to celebrate. Love can clear back the blackest darkness and bring a spectacular ocher sunrise, if only you let it into your heart.

I hope you enjoy reading the Lone Wolf.

Karen Whiddon