Author: Cat Kalen
Genre: Paranormal YA
Blurb:
Seventeen year old Pride is a tracker—a werewolf with a hunger for blood. Taught to trick and to lure, she is the perfect killing machine.
Kept leashed in the cellar by a master who is as ruthless as he is powerful, Pride dreams of freedom, of living a normal life, but escape from the compound is near impossible and disobedience comes with a price.
When she learns her master intends to breed her she knows she has to run.
But Pride soon learns that if she is to survive in the wild, she must trust in the boy who promises her freedom, the same boy she was sent to hunt.
With life and death hanging in the balance the two find themselves on the run from the Paranormal Task Force—officers who shoot first and ask questions later—as well as her master’s handlers.
Can Pride flee the man who has held her captive since birth and find sanctuary in the arms of a boy who has captured her heart? Or will her master find her first?
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Excerpt:
California Wine Country
August 23rd, six days until full moon
August 23rd, six days until full moon
The click of the lock at the top of the stairwell is my only indication that morning is upon me. My ears perk up and I listen for the coming footfalls. The weight on the stairs combined with the creaking of each wooden step will let me know which handler has come for us this time, which unlucky puppet has drawn the short end of the straw and is stuck with letting the dogs out, or in this case, the werewolves.
Sure, he’ll come sauntering down the stairs sporting a brave face and looking at me with cold, dark eyes meant to intimidate. But the wolf inside me can smell his inner fear. Despite the fact that I’m the one caged, underneath the handler’s cool, superficial shell he’s the one who’s truly afraid.
A long column of light filters down the stairs and I blink my eyes into focus as the bright rays infiltrate the pitch black cellar. I don’t really need to blink. Not with my exceptional vision. But I do it anyway because sometimes I simply like to pretend I’m a normal seventeen year old girl, one who can’t see in the dark. It’s nonsense, I know. I’m not fooling anyone. Least of all myself.
The door yawns wider and before the first heavy boot, soiled with old blood that he’ll pass off as wine stains, hits the top step, my senses go on high alert. I never know what morning will bring—or who will bring it.
A breeze rushes down the stairs ahead of the handler, carrying the aroma of the grand estate with it. I push past the metallic scent of dried blood to catch traces of grape juice in the air, a common smell on the majestic vineyard—that and illegal drugs, the estate’s real source of income. Going beyond those familiar fragrances, I breathe deeper and get hints of fresh bread baking in the upstairs kitchen. It must be Thursday. Mica, the estate’s cook, always bakes on Thursday.
In my human form I roll onto my side and lean toward the smell. Wistfully, my tongue darts out and brushes over my bottom lip. There is something about that scent that always entices me and before I can help it I envision myself eating a warm slice covered in rich creamy butter, crispy on the outside, moist and tender on the inside.
My nostrils widen, but I know the bread isn’t meant for me and not even one delicious crumb will pass over my dry lips. Not unless Mica sneaks it to me. As much as I’d love to taste her offerings I don’t like it when she takes chances for me. Disobedience is far too risky for the aging housekeeper. Despite that, my stomach growls in response to the aroma and I fight off the cravings. I can’t hope for bread when it’s unlikely that I’ll even be given a scrap of food today, especially if I can’t please him.
My master.
A boot hits the second step—the handlers always descend slowly—and as I stretch my legs out on my dusty mattress I hear the waking groans of Jace and Clover stirring in their own cages beside me. I glance their way, and that’s when my attention falls on the one empty cage in the cellar. My mother’s den. I breathe deep and fight off a pang of sadness that I cannot afford to feel.
I turn away from the empty cage and stare at the gray cement walls. I can’t bear to look at her den any longer. It only reminds me of how they killed her and how all the pups were forced to watch—to learn that disobedience comes with a price. Guilt and sorrow eat at me to think that she’d died trying to free me.
When step number five creaks, I diligently try to shake off the memories. The handler is close which means I can’t think about my mother right now. I push all thoughts of her aside, knowing that right now I have to think about my father and what he taught me before the master killed him. Never let them see your fear.
I harden myself.
Prepare.
Before my master’s puppet even reaches the bottom step, I know it’s the one they call Lawrence, the handler I hate the most. The one with a weak mind, strong back, teeth like baked beans and beady eyes that fit his ugly rat face.
He likes to call me kitten. I have a few choice names that I’d like to call him in return, but I always bite the inside of my cheek to resist the urge. Partly because I’d be whipped and partly because Miss Kara educated me and taught me all about manners. I realize that an educated wolf with manners might sound laughable. In my line of work, however, education and manners are as lethal as a bear trap to those I hunt. That’s how I lure my marks, how I bait my prey. A pretty face and good grace go a long way for a trained killer like me.
My glance wanders to my leg, the one peeking out from beneath my ratty blanket, and my eyes are drawn to the long jagged scar tracking the length of my calf. I grimace. Even with my education and manners, I never forget what I really am. I’m never allowed to.
“Hey kitten,” Lawrence says. Most would think the nickname is a play on my birth name, Pride. But I know it’s the handler’s way of cutting me down, to find control where he feels none. My parents called me Pride because I was their pride and joy. Lions live in a pride and since lions are cats…
He tosses a collar and chain into my cage. “Leash up.”
I take note of the gun in his holster before my glance locks on his. As I give him a good hard stare, he flinches. The movement is slight, but I notice it. Dressed in my knee length nightgown, long hair loose around my shoulders, I might look like an average seventeen year old girl—harmless and innocent—but we all know I’m not.
Even though Lawrence keeps his face blank and stares down at me with those dark eyes of his, he reeks of terror. The scent is like a mixture of hot sweat and rotting compost. Oh, it’s not pretty by any means. Nevertheless, the werewolf slumbering restlessly inside me feeds off his fear, thrives on it, so I inhale and draw it deep into my lungs.
Without taking my eyes off his, I take my time to leash up. My movements are slow and deliberate as I position the collar. Metal grinds metal and the sound cuts the silence as I secure it around my neck. The handler winces. So do the older, more obedient wolves that I bunk with.
Jace cuts me a glance, chocolate eyes now milky from old age warn me to behave. I realize he’s doing it for my own good, but this morning I’m cold and hungry and in no mood for Lawrence’s insults. Clover makes a noise to draw the handler’s attention away from me, and all sets of eyes shift to her.
As Clover tries to pacify Lawrence, averting her gaze in a show of respect and making small talk about the weather, Lawrence opens my mother’s former cage and pulls out her cot. He gives it a good hard shake and the breeze stirs the dust on the unfinished boards masquerading as our ceiling. The particles dance in the stairwell light before falling to the cold, cement floor.
When Lawrence tosses the cot into a corner I stiffen. It can only mean one thing. My mother has been gone for a little over a year now, and I know the master rarely keeps a cell empty for long, which makes me wonder when and how he’s going to fill it?
Who will he breed?
I cringe at the thought of bringing puppies into this world, but know it’s not something I have to worry about. The master would never breed a wolf like me. My mother always said I was a survivor, the only pup in a litter of three to make it, but hey, a runt is a runt. Thanks to Darwin and his theory of ‘natural selection’ a runt is a heritable trait that a pack can do without. When it comes to canine reproduction, only one motto dictates: runts need not apply.
Deep in the bowels of the estate’s basement, the master keeps other wolves, separating the strong and young from one another. I’m smart enough to understand that he distances us so we can’t conspire against him or speak telepathically. Wolves can only use telepathy when in animal form, however. Well, most wolves that is. Oddly enough, I along with Stone, an alpha wolf two years my senior are able to communicate while in our human forms.
Sometimes the master does in-house breeding, sometimes he sends us out to one of his associates—other drug-lords who also harbor werewolves. It’s like he’s running a regular old puppy mill in here. Except his puppies kill for him. Which begs the question, what does my master have in store for me today?
Author Bio:
Cat Kalen is a multi published author in the romance genre under two pen names, Cat is a wife, mom, sister, daughter, and friend. She loves dogs, sunny weather, anything chocolate (she never says no to a brownie) pizza and watermelon. She has two teenagers who keep her busy with their never ending activities, and a husband who is convinced he can turn her into a mixed martial arts fan. Cat can never find balance in her life, is always trying to find time to go to the gym, can never keep up with emails, Facebook or Twitter and tries to write page-turning books that her readers will love.
A maritime native and former financial officer, Cat has lived all over Canada but has finally settled down in her childhood hometown with her family.
Links
Twitter: @catkalen
Author Interview:
1. Where is the current place you reside and can you tell us a little bit about yourself?
While I’ve lived all over Canada I’ve settled in Eastern Canada in the idyllic province of Nova Scotia.
Besides being a writer, I’m a wife, mom, sister, friend and dog lover. My husband is a meteorologist, my son in a first year university student, and my daughter is in grade 12. My day consists of writing, twitter, facebook, walking the dog, exercising, and cooking and cleaning when time permits. (As you can see those last two things aren’t top priority
2. Have you always wanted to be an author and what or who inspired you to become a writer?
Someone asked me this very question yesterday! No, I never grew up wanting to be a writer and hadn’t considered it as a career until my mid twenties. In fact, I went to university and began a science degree, determined to be a doctor. But things changed and I switched universities and ended up doing a Business/commerce degree. I went to work in the finance department for our federal government, but when my husband got posted to Labrador Newfoundland, and we were separated for three months after just getting married, I knew something had to give. It was when I moved to Labrador to be with him, and eventually ran out of books to read that I first put pen to paper.
3. How old where you when you wrote your first book?
Twenty four. That book is hidden away somewhere, never, ever to see the light of day. LOL. But then I put the writing aside when I had my kids. It was after my daughter started primary that I really decided I wanted to do this. Staying at home and writing in my fuzzy bunny slippers sounded so much more appealing then getting up every morning, getting the kids off to school, then rushing off to some finance job that I knew I’d hate.
4. Do you take part in designing the covers of you books?
I fill out art forms and most times the artists run with my suggestions making the covers more beautiful than I ever could have imagined. I don’t like to give too many details because I want the artist to work their magic! They know how to do it way better than I do!
5. Do you have any bad habits that you do when reading a book?
Yes, and I do it with movies too. It drives my husband crazy. I don’t always read the endings, or watch the last five minutes of a movie. Once I know the hero and heroine have worked through their problems, and that happily ever after is just around the corner, I’m out! LOL
6. Are you currently reading any books?
I always have tons of books on the go! I have them in every room of the house, on my new Ipad, my kobo, in the car, in my purse!!
7. Who are some of you favorite author?
I have SO many. Suzanne Collins, Julie Kagawa, Maggie Stiefvater, Andrea Cremer, Richelle Mead, Robin Wasserman.....just to name a few.
8. Do you have any advice for those who want to become writers?
Write! Everyday. Practice and practice some more. And when you’re tired of practicing, PRACTICE! Learn the craft. (I’m still learning) Join organizations, critique groups, and associate with positive people who you can trust.
9. Where is your favorite place to read a book?
I just bought a brand new comfy chair and electric fireplace for my office. I like to curl up in my chair with the fire going beside me and lose myself in a book!
10. Where can people find your books?
Pride’s Run can be found here, http://www.amazon.com/Prides-Run-ebook/dp/B0062O0B3E/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1325785480&sr=8-2 and Pride Unleashed will be available in February!
11. Do you have any website? (twitter, facebook, blog, etc.)
Website: www.cathrynfox.com
YABEYOND www.yabeyond.com
YABEYOND facebook https://www.facebook.com/pages/Yabeyond/303357639685470
Twitter @catkalen
Facebook https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100002600082432
My Review:
Pride is a tracker, kept in a cellar by her master. She always hopes to one day escape and find freedom, so when her master plans to force her to breed to tame her, Pride knows she must run. As pride is on the run with a boy she feels a connection to but also the boy she was sent to track, she not only has to be on the look out for her masters handler and tracker but also the Paranormal Task Force, who is trained to shoot first ask later.
I really enjoyed this story and am glad to be a part of the blog tour for this book. I loved the plot and I loved the characters. This was a quick read for me. I didn't want to put it down!
The characters were great. I really liked Pride and Logan's characters. Pride, was kind of confused. She didn't really know who she was. All she knew was that she wanted to escape from her master and try and save the rest of the wolves from their torture. I loved that about her, the need to survive. She had been stuck in that cellar all her life and knew nothing of how to survive in the outside world when it came down to it. But all she knew was that she needed to run. To save herself and the others. She was so awkward around Logan, that it became cute. I really liked that. Logan, was probably my fave. Mr. Alpha. He was smart and strong, and you could tell that there might be some kind of developing relationship between the two. One of my favorite things about the book. The relationship with each other was so cute but you could also tell that they each had been through so much.
Stone was confusing to me. I didn't like him in the beginning, but as the book progressed I didn't know what to think. Still a question mark there. The master. I can't wait to see how things play out with him in the next book.
The ending! I really liked the ending, but it was such a huge cliff hanger. I'm mad. I hope a lot of things unfold in the next book and answer all my unanswered questions!
Overall this book was amazing! I am so glad I found out about this book and got to be apart of the blog tour. If you love werewolves, with action and romance. This is a book for you!
I really enjoyed this story and am glad to be a part of the blog tour for this book. I loved the plot and I loved the characters. This was a quick read for me. I didn't want to put it down!
The characters were great. I really liked Pride and Logan's characters. Pride, was kind of confused. She didn't really know who she was. All she knew was that she wanted to escape from her master and try and save the rest of the wolves from their torture. I loved that about her, the need to survive. She had been stuck in that cellar all her life and knew nothing of how to survive in the outside world when it came down to it. But all she knew was that she needed to run. To save herself and the others. She was so awkward around Logan, that it became cute. I really liked that. Logan, was probably my fave. Mr. Alpha. He was smart and strong, and you could tell that there might be some kind of developing relationship between the two. One of my favorite things about the book. The relationship with each other was so cute but you could also tell that they each had been through so much.
Stone was confusing to me. I didn't like him in the beginning, but as the book progressed I didn't know what to think. Still a question mark there. The master. I can't wait to see how things play out with him in the next book.
The ending! I really liked the ending, but it was such a huge cliff hanger. I'm mad. I hope a lot of things unfold in the next book and answer all my unanswered questions!
Overall this book was amazing! I am so glad I found out about this book and got to be apart of the blog tour. If you love werewolves, with action and romance. This is a book for you!
Hey. This book looks really good. I'll have to add it my to read pile.
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