Katie Salidas: Curious Little Werewolf

May 28, 2016

Katie Salidas: Curious Little Werewolf

Posted by Becka

Title: Curious Little Werewolf

Author: Katie Salidas

Series: Little Werewolf (Book 2)

Genre: YA Paranormal

Publisher: Rising Sign Books

Release Date: May 24 2016

Blurb/Synopsis:

Things would be perfect if supernatural disasters would quit creeping up and ruining Giselle’s happy new life. After finally finding the fur-ever home she’s always wanted a witch blows into town promising to reveal the bloody past of Giselle’s birth, and the circumstances that led the little werewolf to end up in the foster care system to begin with.

Hot on the witch’s trail, another pack of wolves is on the hunt for revenge, and will accept nothing less than her death in retribution for the havoc she’s wrought on them.

Caught in the crossfire, Giselle desires only the truth, and if the witch is who she claims to be, the little werewolf must protect her at any cost. If she’s lying, though, Giselle risks her own kind seeing her as a traitor. Neither her new pack nor her hottie witch boyfriend Damien can offer any help.

Giselle is on her own again. And if she makes the wrong decision, she’ll lose the only link she has to her own past.

Excerpt

Heart and mind warring with each other, compounded by the fact that when she was finished with her day of mundane school life, wolfy politics awaited her, had the day dragging by at a snail’s pace.
The bright light at the end of the tunnel was her date to go running with Ash.
Wait. Not a date, she had to remind herself. Not a date. Just two friends. Two wolf friends, doing what wolves do – burning off a little energy out in the desert.

Running was the important part; letting the hot breeze of the desert blow through her fur. Maybe she’d catch a jackrabbit or two. They were always good fun. That’s all this was.
So why was she having to convince herself so hard that this was all it was?
Ash’s warm smile and playful attitude clung to her memory like a ghost with unfinished business, while anger and resentment at Damien soured her mood.

But despite her anger at Damien, a small voice of reason nudged her toward understanding. Damien was a witch, and just like she was a wolf, loyalty came to family or pack first.
Relationship or no relationship, family was what took precedence.
And yet, Ash had been more truthful with her than Damien had. He had nothing to gain from it, either. He just offered up what he knew without hesitation.

What could the witches be hiding that was so bad it had to be kept from Giselle? And why, if Giselle was learning information from Cassandra, was it imperative to continue the veil of secrecy? They’d have to know it would only push her closer and closer to Cassandra.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. And the angrier she got, the more she studied the clock, watching the second hand refuse to move faster and let her get to what she wanted most: running.

By the time the final bell rang for school, she was like a predator in hot pursuit, running full speed to the parking lot in search of Ash’s truck.
Of course she beat him there, and then had to endure the seemingly endless flow of students pouring out of the front doors and down the stone steps like a flood to clog the parking lot.
Asher trickled out, the last drop in the rushing tide, moving with the urgency of a sloth.
“You want walk slower there, Thrace?” she called out to Ash, whose vacant expression said he’d forgotten about their plans.

The hope of a good run had been the only thing keeping her from the edge of sanity all day. She’d hoped he had the same desire, but clearly she’d been wrong.
“Feisty today.” He laughed and unlocked the truck. “You must really need to blow off some steam.”
“You don’t even know the half of it.” Giselle slid inside and started removing her shoes.
“Whoa there, lady, you going to shift here and hang your head out the window while I drive?” Asher laughed.

“The thought had occurred to me.”
She’d have done it, too, just to get a rise out of him, but it seemed all it took were words to have his chin nearly hit the ground as his eyes threatened to bulge out of their sockets.

Author of the Immortalis, Chronicles, and Little Werewolf Series, Las Vegas native, Katie Salidas is a Jill of all trades. Mother to three, Wife to one, and slave to the craft of writing, she tries to do it all, often causing sleep deprivation and many nights passed out at the computer. Writing is her passion, and she hopes that her passion will bring you hours of entertainment.

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