Alpha Pack 4 - Hunters Heart
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Authors: J.D. Tyler
Praise for the
Alpha Pack Series
“With
Primal Law
, J. D. Tyler has created a whole squad
of yummy shifter heroes whom readers will fall head over
heels for. Heroine Kira Locke is courageous and
intelligent, with her own intriguing paranormal talents,
while Jax Law is a sexy alpha-male werewolf who is both
heroic and just dominant enough to give a girl wicked
ideas. I can’t wait for Tyler’s next Alpha Pack adventure!”
—
New York Times
bestselling author Angela Knight
“What do you get when you combine top secret military
teams and werewolves? Try Tyler’s sizzling new
supernatural series featuring the Alpha Pack—a
specialized team of wolf shifters with Psy powers. In this
launch book, readers are introduced to the various team
members, with the primary focus on Jaxon Law. Tyler has
set up an intriguing premise for her series, which promises
plenty of action, treachery, and scorchingly hot sex.”
—
Romantic Times
“Sizzling and interesting,
Primal Law
pays homage to
Lora Leigh’s Breed series while forging its own paths.
The characters are likable, and the work speeds along.”
—Fresh Fiction
“
Primal Law
is riveting and carnal . . . full of
testosterone-laden men, hot action, and unforgettable
passion! In other words, a truly addicting series!”
—Reader to Reader Reviews
“In a genre where the paranormal is intense, J. D. Tyler
may just be a force to be reckoned with. The book kept me
riveted from start to finish.”
—Night Owl Reviews
The Alpha Pack Novels
Primal Law
Savage Awakening
Black Moon
Alpha Pack Novella
Black Magic
Hunter’s
HEART
AN ALPHA PACK NOVEL
J. D. TYLER
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Contents
To Kierin “KK” Stevens, my biggest fan and softball
catcher phenomenon. Good luck as you begin college,
not that you’ll need it. You’re going to set the world on
its ear and achieve all of your dreams, and you’ll do it
your way. You’re an awesome, special young lady and
I’m proud to know you.
Ryon’s story is for you.
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
As always, special thanks to:
My wonderful family for always being there to support
and encourage me. I love you all.
The Foxes and my best friend, Debra Stevens, for
saving my sanity with impromptu lunches and refreshing
spiked beverages, and always being there when I need a
shoulder to cry on.
My friend Mary Anne Rocha for making sure I take a
“gamble” on life and unleash my inner wild child from
time to time.
My agent, Roberta Brown, for always being my
cheerleader and my guide.
My editor, Tracy Bernstein, for endless support,
patience, and words of wisdom.
All of the crew at New American Library, including the
other editors and copy editors, art department, marketing
team, and publicists. You guys are awesome!
And the readers, for your enthusiasm for the Alpha Pack
that ensures they live on. You rock!
One
“The guy bringing up the rear is always the one who
gets eaten, you know.”
Ryon Hunter made a face at Aric Savage’s back as their
team of shifters, the Alpha Pack, crept stealthily in human
form down the garbage-strewn alley. Or half of them,
anyway.
The other half were elsewhere in the Big Apple,
quickly and quietly searching the night for a gang of rogue
vampires reported to be on the hunt, killing humans by
draining them and leaving their corpses to be found by
puzzled and alarmed citizens. The Pack’s commander,
Nick Westfall, had given them a simple mandate: find the
bastards and neutralize every last damned one of them.
Otherwise the public would have questions, ones that had
answers the Pack and the very few authorities in the know
didn’t want them getting hold of.
Vampires in New York City. Sounded like an
apocalypse movie.
If people only knew of the very real paranormal world
that lurked in the shadows, there would be mass panic.
The Alpha Pack’s job was to make sure that never
happened. They hunted the most dangerous creatures in the
world, taking them out before humans had a clue they were
there. The less dangerous ones were brought in for
possible rehabilitation, and integration into their world.
Peering into the gloom, Ryon forced himself to
concentrate. Spirits beckoned to him from every corner,
their ghostly forms fading in and out as they entreated him
to listen to pleas he couldn’t hear. Didn’t
want
to hear. As
the Pack’s Channeler/Telepath, this was his gift—or
rather, his curse.
As a Telepath, Ryon was capable of pushing his direct
thoughts into other people’s heads. He could also catch a
reply from one of his teammates if they pushed back hard
enough, even though none of the rest of them shared his
gift. But his oh so wonderful abilities didn’t stop there.
Being a Channeler meant that Ryon could also
communicate with the dead, if he really tried. Which he
rarely wanted to do, but the ghosts just wouldn’t leave him
alone. Lost souls were drawn to him like metal shavings to
a magnet, and New York City held so many of them it was
like wading through pea soup.
Even worse, the ghosts seriously pissed off his wolf,
who snapped and snarled inside him every time one got
too close. Which was constantly.
Nobody, not even his Pack brothers, knew how very
close to the breaking point the spirits had driven him.
A slight scuffing sound came from behind him, like a
shoe on concrete, and Ryon whirled. His enhanced
eyesight scanned the darkness, but all was still. Quiet. So
quiet that it took him a couple of seconds to figure out why
that bothered him.
The spirits had vanished.
“Shit,” he breathed, spinning around to catch up with his
group. “Guys—”
The alley exploded in a flurry of dark figures, rushing
them from all sides. He just had time to see Aric and
Hammer engage in battle with four rogue vampires when a
fifth tackled him from the side, slamming him into the wall