New York Times best-selling paranormal romance author Felicity Heaton is here today for the book tour of her new shifter romance release, Claimed by her Cougar, the first book in her brand new Cougar Creek Mates Series. Set in her popular Eternal Mates world, Cougar Creek Mates takes you into the deep Canadian wilderness to a secret place that’s home to a cougar shifter pride led by four sexy brothers, each guaranteed to steal your heart and set it racing! With all four books in the series releasing just weeks apart, this is going to be one hot summer.
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Claimed by her Cougar (Cougar Creek Mates Shifter Romance Series Book 1) by Felicity Heaton
Having lost his parents and mate in a brutal attack on his cougar shifter pride by a hunter organization, Rath burns with a need to keep humans off his land and out of his life. He’ll do whatever it takes to protect his pride from them, but when a lone female wanders into his territory, it isn’t a burning need to drive her away he’s feeling and it isn’t his pride that needs protecting—it’s his heart.
Down on her luck, Ivy follows a lead to a spot where she hopes to photograph black bears, but what she discovers there is a mountain of a man who lacks manners and seems determined to drive her off his property—a man who stirs an un-bidden fire in her veins and a strange sense of home.
With a pride gathering on the verge of happening at Cougar Creek and the air charged with a mating heat, the last thing Rath needs is a human on his land, especially one as beautiful and alluring as Ivy, one who rouses a fierce need to fight for her, but he can’t convince himself to let her go… and that proves dangerous for them both.
It had been instinct, but he wasn’t sure whether it had stemmed from a desire to protect the secrets of his home and his kin, or a desire to protect her.
Her careless talk of heading up river into the valley had provoked a fierce reaction from his cougar side, had made him instantly restless, stoked by an urge to force her to stay within the boundaries of his territory.
Where she would be safe.
He shoved away from the railing around his deck before he could even consider thinking about the reason why he wanted to protect her, snagged his mug and tossed the cold coffee onto the grass, and then strode into his cabin. He poured another mug, lifted it to his lips and drank it while looking at the river. It was only a few hours. He could work on the cabin by the river after she was gone.
His eyes dropped to her, and he watched her as she fiddled with the camera she had protected as if it was her damned baby rather than a piece of soulless machinery.
Maybe not soulless.
Her photographs had been good, and the ones on her website had been impressive too. She had talent.
He swigged his coffee, savouring the warmth of it and the buzz as the caffeine instantly hit him. Fuck, he had needed that.
She moved again, rubbing her wrist this time, and he looked away when she pulled the sleeve of her beige jacket back to reveal a dark mark on her arm, something twisting in his chest at the sight of it.
He hadn’t meant to be a dick. It just came with the territory. It was his job to keep Cougar Creek secret from the world, protected. She hadn’t been the first human to wander into the creek, but she was the first he was going to let leave.
The other humans that had all strayed onto his land had been hunting, and some of them had been taking photographs.
He and his kin had realised it was better to kill any suspicious humans after they had allowed one to leave and they had turned out to be a scouting party for a mortal hunter organisation bent on eradicating non-humans.
The bastards had paid for their attempt to murder his entire pride, but they had forced them to move the entire community to a new location, one he intended to keep safe.
Ivy pushed onto her feet, snagging his focus again as she slipped her arm through the strap of her camera, so it sat across her chest and the camera hung at her right hip, and smoothed rogue strands of her rich brown hair back into her ponytail. She brushed her dark brown trekking trousers down, frowning as she spotted the mud all around her ankles, and stooped, giving him a hell of a view of her round backside as she tucked her trousers into the tops of her walking boots.
Rath dragged his eyes away from her and growled at himself.
He stomped out onto the deck as his mood soured for some godsdamned reason and didn’t look at her as he hit the grass and growled, “Keep up.”
“Manners much?” she muttered, his sensitive hearing easily picking up her soft voice.
He glared at the grass, a need to turn and tell her that he had manners pounding through him, but she would only ask where they were, and he didn’t have an answer for that question. He wasn’t sure where they had gone.
They had disappeared the moment he had set eyes on her by the river, the second she had lowered her camera and her eyes had met his, and something had happened. He just wasn’t sure what that something was. It had him tied in knots, snapping at her when he felt guilty about it a split-second later, unsure what the fuck was wrong with him.
He led her to the river, positioned himself on a log beneath a tree on the right side of the grassy area, and leaned back against the broad trunk of the pine.
She lifted the camera to her face and swung it in all directions, diligently keeping it away from him. The morning mist curled playfully around her boots as she did whatever the fuck she was doing. He had never taken a picture in his life, had no clue what she was looking for through the lens. Whatever it was, she seemed to find it when she moved to the other side of the grass, to the trees near the cabin there, and hunkered down, going incredibly still.
Rath tried to do the same, but his right leg twitched and he tapped his fingers on his knee as he watched her.
Couldn’t keep his damned eyes off her.
She stayed perfectly still for close to an hour, and then stood and lowered the camera to her hip. She raised her arms above her head and stretched, pushing her breasts outwards, pulling her thick jacket tight across them.
His cougar side growled at the vision of her, growing restless as he studied her, and he tapped his knee harder. When she turned his way, lowering her arms, he averted his gaze, locking it on the river. The sun was rising higher, clearing the mist now. He basked in it, letting the warmth wash over him and soak into his dark clothing, and distract him from her as it roused his love of lazing in the sunshine.
It wouldn’t be long before summer rolled in.
Gods, the thought of long days spent stretched out in the sunshine had him aching for it to roll around quicker.
He wouldn’t say no to skipping spring, didn’t need the damned headache of a gathering wrecking his year.
“It’s beautiful here.” Ivy’s soft voice coming from close to him had him whipping his head towards her. She smiled down at him. “I didn’t mean to startle you.”
She hadn’t. Much.
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Book 2: Captured by her Cougar (coming 18th August 2018)
Book 3: Courted by her Cougar (coming 8th September 2018)
Book 4: Craved by her Cougar (coming 29th September 2018)
If you love your angels a little dark and wicked, the best-selling Her Angel series is for you. If you like strong, powerful, and dark vampires then try the Vampires Realm series or any of her stand-alone vampire romance books. If you’re looking for vampire romances that are sinful, passionate and erotic then try the best-selling Vampire Erotic Theatre series. Or if you prefer huge detailed worlds filled with hot-blooded alpha males in every species, from elves to demons to dragons to shifters and angels, then take a look at the new Eternal Mates series.
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