Sarai’s Fortune
(Shadowcat Nation #2)
By Abigail Owen
Zac Montclair’s first priority is to protect his people.
With the escalating war between factions of shifters over land and resources,
he has agreed to an alliance between his polar bears and the Shadowcat Nation
of cougar shifters. But the treaty comes with a condition…he must accept one of
their Seers into his Timik and put her under his personal protection.
Sarai
Bouchard doesn’t need her supernatural gift to know that Kyle Carstairs’s
obsession with controlling her ability will eventually result in her misery and
demise. Her power is essential to her people’s survival, so when Kyle goes
rogue, she’s sent to Zac Montclair to keep her safe. However, her visions
reveal that while staying will lead to their becoming lovers, it also leads to
his death. Leaving Zac will result in her own.
If
Sarai can’t find a way to change the future, she will be forced to choose…save
her lover or save herself.
Book Info:
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Author: Abigail Owen
Cover Art: Debbie Taylor
Page Count: 258
Word Count: 60240
ISBN (digital): 978-1-5092-0135-8
ISBN (print): 978-1-5092-0134-1
Release Date: 5/13/2014
Rating: Spicy
(PG-13)
Praise for the Shadowcat
Nation Series:
ANDROMEDA’S FALL is one book that you need to have mapped out
time to read because it will not let you put it down. From the first page when
the injured Andie jumps through the window into the Keller home to the
fantastic (I didn’t want it to end) ending, you will be enthralled. –Anneta, Sweetko, Fresh Fiction
I
fell in love with this book from the very beginning. This is the first book I
have read by Abigail Owens and it most certainly wont be the last! From the
first chapter I was hooked. Andromeda’s Fall had mystery, intrigue, betrayal,
romance, a sassy heroine who can kick butt and of course sexy shifters. - Solmarie, The Masquerade Crew
Andromeda’s Fall is an outstanding romance. The writing is
flawless and does nothing to distract from the story unfolding…. I highly
recommend the outstanding Shadowcat Nation and the writing of Abigail Owen. - Delane, Coffee
Time Romance & More
Additional Media:
Excerpt :
“You
don’t like being a Seer?”
Sarai
narrowed her eyes. Very few people realized that about her. She shifted in her
seat to face him more fully. At the same time, she tried her best not to touch
him, but the way he was angled, her entire right thigh was now plastered up
against him. She ignored the sensations the contact was causing.
“Why
would you ask that?”
“Your
tone of voice right then. Sounds like you resent your gift.”
She
gave him a little half smile. “Not at all.”
“I
don’t believe you.”
She
turned back to the window, determined to stay that way this time. “I can’t help
what you believe.”
“If
you ever want to talk about it—”
“I
don’t.”
After
a beat, he said quietly, “—I can be a good listener.”
Eager
to end the conversation, she said, “Wouldn’t know it by this conversation. I
didn’t take you for such a talker.”
Another
long pause. Sarai bit her lip, feeling a little guilty. He was only trying to
be kind. She just couldn’t encourage a relationship with this man. Not with the
way it was destined to end.
“Believe
it or not, I used to talk a lot. My parents called me a chatterbox.”
Suddenly,
Sarai was in the middle of a rare look into the past. She didn’t get them
often, but it was known to happen. She saw Zac as a little boy, nattering away
to his parents, who listened with half-amused, half-exasperated smiles. He was the
spitting image of his dad. Suddenly, as she watched, his father tossed his head
back and laughed long and loud. A great billowing sound which made Zac and his
mother laugh with him.
With
a blink she forced herself out of the image. She hadn’t needed that personal
look into Zac’s life. She was trying to keep her distance. Zac’s parents were
dead now. Killed by the same pack of wolf shifters who’d killed Andie’s mother.
She knew that much about him.
“Your
father had a great laugh,” she murmured. With great effort, she kept her face
turned away.
Her
words seemed to drop into a void.
“How
would you know that?” He sounded merely curious. “You can see the past?”
Sarai
gave a tiny nod. “Sometimes. Just glimpses. Memories, I think. You must’ve been
thinking about them.”
“He
did have a great laugh,” he said after a moment. Even more softly, he murmured,
“I used to laugh more. When they were alive.”
Sarai
jerked her head around, turning wide eyes his way, astonished he’d opened up to
share something that personal. She felt a sudden, unwanted connection with the
lost, lonely boy who’d had to become a man much too fast.
As
though he were embarrassed by his statement, Zac laid his head back against his
seat and closed his eyes, settling in for a nap and effectively tuning her out.
Sarai watched him for
a moment, before she too pulled her gaze away. After a long time, she murmured,
“Me too.”
Bio
Award-winning author, Abigail Owen was born in Greeley,
Colorado, and raised in Austin, Texas. She now resides in Northern California
with her husband and two adorable children who are the center of her universe.
Abigail
grew up consuming books and exploring the world through her writing. A fourth
generation graduate of Texas A&M University, she attempted to find a
practical career related to her favorite pastime by earning a degree in English
Rhetoric (Technical Writing). However, she swiftly discovered that writing
without imagination is not nearly as fun as writing with it.
For additional information, contact Abigail Owen @
abigail.owen.books(at)gmail(dot)com.
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