prince of wolves book 1 the grey wolves series

Prince of WolvesBy: Quinn Loftis

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2011 Quinn Loftis

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Table of Contents:Chapter1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 1

Jacque Pierce sat in the window seat in her bedroom looking across the street at her

neighbors house; she wasnt really being nosy she thought to herself, just curious. Yeah, she

snorted, only if you call curious sitting in your window seat eyes glued to your neighbors

house like a hound on the hunt at ten oclock at night. I can call a spade, a spade tomorrow

morning, she told her conscience.

The Henrys were having a foreign exchange student stay with them this year. They didnt

have any children of their own, though Jacque didnt know if that was by choice or because they

werent able to have children. She had promised Sally and Jen she would get the nitty-gritty on

the situation and call them.

So here she sat in her window, scoping out the neighbors house with her lights turned off

and blinds cracked just enough to see and to top off her James Bond experience, she even had

binoculars! Now if she only had the nifty back ground music to go with her shenanigans. She

had been sitting there for an hour already and was just about to give up when a black stretch limo

pulled to the curb. Now isnt this strange, she thought, a foreign exchange student arriving in a

limo? She put the binoculars to her face and adjusted them to get a better look, settling them over

the passenger door to see just who would emerge. She knew this was a little much but honestly

in a town of 700 there just isnt a whole lot of excitement and Jacque would take it where she

could get it.

The driver got out of the limo to go around and open the back passenger door, but before he

could get there the door was already opening, and the boy who stepped out of that limo had to be

the most beautiful guy Jacque had ever seen, and that was only his profile. Wow, I mean wow, is

all Jacque could think. Jacque couldnt even imagine what his entire face must look like. He was

tall, probably six foot one or so, his hair was jet black, it was longer on top and she could tell that

he had bangs that fell across his face sweeping to the left partially covering that eye. He had

broad shoulders and from what she could see of his profile, high cheek bones, a straight nose and

full lips. She quickly realized her mouth had dropped open and she was all but drooling over the

handsome human being who had emerged from the vehicle. She watched as he and his driver

conversed, it all seemed very formal until the driver suddenly hugged the boy with obvious deep

affection. He must be more than just his driver Jacque thought.

Suddenly, he turned as if he had heard what she was thinking and looked straight at her

window, straight at her. Jacque froze, unable to look away from the mesmerizing blue eyes that

held her in place. All her thoughts seemed to fade into the distance and she heard, or thought, she

wasnt quite sure which, the words, At last, my Jacquelyn. Jacque shook her head, trying to

clear the haze that had filled it. After she came to her senses from the intense stare she recapped

in her mind what his face had looked like.

She was right about the cheek bones; nose and lips, what she wasnt prepared for was that

his crystal blue eyes seemed to almost glow in the moon light. The hair that fell across his

forehead and over his left eye only added to his mysteriousness. Over all he had a very

masculine, very beautiful face. The shirt he was wearing was black and thanks to her handy

dandy binoculars she was able to see that it fit closely to his form and showed off a muscular

chest and flat stomach. He had a black leather biker jacket on, but past that she couldnt see

because the car was in the way, but she imagined his legs were every bit as nice as the rest of

him.

When she looked back at the street the mysterious guy was walking into the Henrys house.

As she saw the door close she heard the voice again say Soon.

Jacque sat there for a few minutes more trying to get her brain to work again, everything

seemed so hazy. After blinking what felt like a thousand times she pulled herself together, picked

up the phone and dialed Jens number.

Three rings later Jen answered, Whats the word? she asked.

Jacque took a slow breath and said I think you better come over.

Im there chick, see ya in 5, Jen responded and then hung up.

Jacque grinned to herself as she thought about how great it was to have a friend like Jen who

you could always depend on to be there when you needed her.

Jacque picked up the phone again and called Sally. She answered after one ring. She had

obviously been diligently manning the phone, waiting for Jacque to call with details to the latest

small town drama. Jen is on her way over, Jacque said. I need you to come too, we need to

talk.

Okay, Sally said simply and hung up.

Fifteen minutes later the three friends were gathered on Jacques bedroom floor, hot

chocolate in hand, because naturally, how can you have a girl powwow without hot chocolate?

So, fill it and spill it, Jen said.

Okay, Jacque said taking a deep breath, so Im sitting in my window seat, shades cracked

lights off, binoculars in hand,

Binoculars, really, you honestly were using binoculars? Sally interrupted.

Well you said you wanted details, so I was getting you details, Jacque defended.

Oooh, did you have the Mission Impossible sound track playing in the back ground cuz

that would have been spy-tastic, Jen said enthusiastically.

Actually, Jacque said distracted, I was thinking more James Bond-ish, you know with the

whole stake out thing,

No, huh-uh, that would be more like Dog the Bounty Hunter type stuff. But you couldnt be

Beth cause youre not stacked enough on top, so you would have to be baby Lisa the

daughter. Jen rattled on.

You are so, so not comparing me to Dog the Bounty Hunters daughter right now and why

are we talking about this anyway because it is sooooo NOT the point! Jacque growled in

frustration.

Spy analogies aside, I was sitting there about an hour when finally a black stretch limo

pulls up to the curb in front of the Henrys house.

A limo? What foreign exchange student shows up in a limo? Jen asked.

I know right, thats what I was thinking, Jacque stated. I assure you the limo is of no

consequence once the person inside stepped out. Ladies, I saw the most gorgeous guy to ever

grace my line of site.

When you say gorgeous, Jen started, are we talking Brad Pitt boyish good looks, or

Johnny Depp make ya want to slap somebody?

No, were talking Brad and Johnny need to bow down and recognize, Jacque answered.

Aside from him being dropped off in a limo, and besides the fact that he is a walking

Calvin Cline ad, it begins to get strange at this point in our story boys and girls, Jacque says in a

spooky narrative voice.

Like it wasnt strange already? Sally asked.

Well, okay strang-er. Just as he is about to walk up the path, he suddenly turns and looks

straight at me, like he could sense I was watching him! Like, right in my eyes. I literally couldnt

move; it was like I was mesmerized by him or something. Man when did I start using the word

like so freaking much? Jacque said in exasperation. Up until now it was strange, but now we

are entering the world of what the hell. As he is staring at me I hear a voice in my head and it

said At last, my Jacquelyn, then as he turned to go in the house and I hear the voice again say,

Soon.

Jacque stares expectantly at her two best friends waiting for them to tell her shes finally

jumped off the deep end, but they just sit there staring at her. Well? Jacque asked. Finally Jen

stirs taking a deep breath in, she looks down at her empty hot chocolate mug, Were gonna need

more hot chocolate.

Agreed, Sally and Jacque say at the same time.

Jen returned with three fresh mugs of hot chocolate and Oreo cookies. Folding herself

Indian style on the floor, she cocked her head to the side eyebrows scrunch