Wednesday, January 29, 2014
Divorcee Pearl Gordon’s worse nightmares manifest into reality one night when an intruder breaks into her home. The next day, she calls upon the services of a man she shied away from and eventually discovers comfort in his arms. When the intruder returns, she’s forced to deal with the results of a hasty decision she made months ago.
Wolf shifter Nicholas Wolford realizes he’s been given a second chance to be with the woman he let slip through his fingers many years ago. When he comes face to face with Pearl, there’s no denying they’re fated soul mates.
The overwhelming urge to protect her from the beast prowling her property is undeniable. When it’s all said and done, Pearl called on Nicholas to repair the damages to her home, but can he help heal the damage made to her mind and spirit?
A loud crash jarred Pearl Gordon out of her sleep. Heart beating loudly, she glanced over at the clock to see that it was almost three in the morning. She jumped when she heard the sound of shattering glass.
Fearing for her life, she leapt out of bed, crept over to the bedroom door and locked it, then did the same with the second entrance leading from her bedroom, through her large walk-in closet, and into the bathroom. With shaky hands, she picked up her cell phone from the nightstand, slipped into her large walk-in closet and dialed 9-1-1.
“Raven’s Falls Emergency, what is the nature of this call?”
“There’s an intruder in my house,” she whispered into the phone. “Please hurry!”
“What is your name and address ma’am?”
“Pearl Gordon. 69 Wolfbane Terrace.”
“Please try to remain calm ma’am. Are you alone?”
“Yes. I’m so scared.”
“I’m dispatching a car out to you right now. I’ll remain on the line with you.”
“Is there anyone else in the home with you ma’am?”
“Where are you?”
Another loud noise struck terror in her heart. Her blood ran cold because the intruder sounded like he was now downstairs in the living room. “I’m in my closet.” she whispered. “Someone’s in my living room. Before it sounded like they were in my basement, but, oh my God, they’re coming to get me.”
“Ma’am.” The woman’s soothing voice filtered over the phone. “Please listen to me and try to remain calm. Don’t say a thing.”
Scared to move, Pearl sat huddled on a pair of her shoes. She wiped her sweaty palm on her nightgown.
“How long?” she whispered into the phone.
“An officer will arrive on the scene in approximately ten to twelve minutes.”
Pearl squeezed her eyes shut. She probably didn’t have twenty minutes and wished she were in any situation but this one. Her breathing intensified when she heard the stairs creaking.
Pearl shivered at the increasingly horrific images of being murdered that rushed through her mind and wished she hadn’t left her wooden baseball bat in the corner of the dining room. She’d have no problem cracking someone else’s skull open to save her life. She reached down to grip one of her stilettos she was sitting on. If the police didn’t make it in time, she’d put the intruder’s eye out.
In an effort to be perfectly quiet, she’d actually forgotten to breathe. Apparently, she was being robbed. If she had taken a vacation like she’d planned, she’d be safe in Cancun instead of preparing to meet her maker.
As tears streamed down her face, she clamped a hand over her mouth to muffle her sobs. When she heard the doorknob jiggle, she thought she would die. Thank God she’d locked both doors. The intruder seemed pissed because he was now trying to break the door down.
“Ma’am, we have two cars approaching your home.”
She heard the person walk slowly through the hallway to the bathroom door, which led into her bedroom. Cold chills settled over her body when he jiggled the lock and, discovering that he couldn’t get in, began banging on the door.
The intruder growled. Next, she heard the sound of a zipper opening. Pearl wrinkled her nose in disgust when she heard what sounded like him pissing on the bathroom door.
In the distance, she heard the approaching of the police car. He must have heard it, too. Cursing, he quickly zipped his pants. His rapid footsteps carried him back the way he came.
“Ma’am, are you still with me?”
“Yes,” Pearl said breathlessly. “He’s gone.”
“The police officers are right outside your home.”
“Thank God,” Unable to move, she began crying out loud as a sudden wave of relief swept over her. The officers began yelling her name. A sliver of light suddenly filtered beneath her door.
She managed to crawl out of the closet. Legs feeling like lead, she limped over to the bedroom door and unlocked it.
“Ms. Gordon, are you okay?”
She shook her head and passed out.
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