This first week of the A-Z Challenge worked out perfectly, since I wanted to use this week's Teaser Tuesday to give you a teaser of the first book in my Capitoline Hill Chronicles, since that's what I'm currently reading and all. I'm fixing some continuity issues before I send it to my beta readers.
When she'd left five years ago, Quinn had honestly never thought she'd be moving back to Capitoline Hill, a decidedly not hilly compound in New Jersey that's home to the Mid-Atlantic Werewolf Pack. Sure, all she'd had was her brother Liam, her terror, and the small sliver of pride she'd barely managed to hold onto, but that had been more than enough to start a new life for herself.
But now Liam's gone, and she misses her Pack and the security she used to find with them. It's time for her to accept that sometimes you have to go home again, no matter what the saying is. And maybe, maybe, it's also time for her to get over some of those fears that drove her away in the first place. So she signs up to be a Guardian, a protector of the Pack and the Alpha. But when an assignment results in her bringing home a stray, Quinn finds out that everyone, even her Alpha, is afraid of something. And sooner or later, those fears always come back to haunt you.
And here are the rules for Teaser Tuesday:
- Grab your current read
- Open to a random page
- Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
- BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
- Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!
- Then hit up Should Be Reading to add your link.
I'm giving you a little more than two sentences because I'm really excited about it:
We’d just made it back to the main level, the Loner safely locked up, when the door burst open. I tensed for an attack, then heard Eli’s voice.
His voice was high and tight, and Carson and I both spun to look in his direction, fear mingling with concern in my mind until I could taste the adrenaline in the back of my throat
He was carrying a girl—Brittany, judging by the long blonde hair. She wasn’t unconscious, but close to it, her eyes narrowed to slits and her mouth gaped half-open. But the more troubling part was the two-foot long wooden spike impaled in her chest.