Wolf Instinct – Paige Tyler – New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author

WOLF instinct

the swat series, book 9

He's a wolf shifter.
She hunts monsters.
How can she be
The One for him?

SWAT werewolf Zane Kendrick will do whatever necessary to take down the man who attacked his pack. His search takes him to Los Angeles, but when he meets Alyssa, the smart, sexy agent who comes to his aid, he's immediately interested in pursuing more than just the next lead. All his wolf instincts tell him that she's The One.

FBI agent Alyssa Carson has investigated some weird stuff lately, and finding missing people drained of their blood definitely falls into that category. When following a clue leads her to Zane, she agrees to work with him and his team. She's attracted to the gorgeous Brit, but she doesn't have time for anything but finding answers.

When Zane and Alyssa discover the sinister truth, it'll take everything they have to make it out of this mission with their lives—and hearts—intact.


Releasing December 5, 2017
Blurb:
SHE'S ALL THE WOLF HE'LL EVER NEED...
When SWAT Officer Max Lowry meets Lana Mason, he falls fast and hard. He’s positive she’s The One. And Max’s favorite part? Lana’s a wolf shifter too, so they can skip the awkward reveal and head straight to the happily ever after. There’s just one problem: Lana doesn’t know that she’s a werewolf.
To make matters worse, hunters with intent to kill have tracked Lana to Dallas. Max has to figure out how to keep Lana safe, show her who and what she really is—and just how much she means to him.

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“Are you?” he asked. “Happy being an FBI agent, I mean.”


“Yeah.” She smiled. “The pay isn’t the greatest and I practically live in hotels, but I love what I do.”


“That’s what’s important.” Zane leaned forward, resting his forearms on the table. “I am curious how you find time for anything resembling a social life since you’re never in one place very long.”


She snorted, remembering how Christine had ragged on her about this same subject. “Social life. What’s that? As far as I’m concerned, if the FBI wanted me to have a social life, they’d issue me one, like my sidearm and badge.”


Zane lifted a brow. “Are you saying that a woman as beautiful as you hasn’t gone on a date with anyone in a year and half?”


Coming from anyone but Zane, that question might have irritated her. But for whatever reason, it didn’t. She especially liked the compliment. “While I’m not going to come out and put an exact time frame on it, I’ll admit it’s been a while. But if we’re going to discuss our social lives, how about you? Don’t tell me a big, good-looking man like you isn’t involved with someone.”


Zane’s gaze turned molten in the sun coming through the window and she felt her stomach do that funny flutter thing that had only started happening after they’d met. “If I were involved with someone, do you think I would have kissed you like I did last night?”


“I don’t know,” she said. “Would you?”


He lifted his mug and took a long, slow sip of coffee.


“No, I wouldn’t have. I’ve dated a few women since moving to Dallas. Probably more than a few, I guess. But it never felt right with any of them, and after a while, it didn’t seem worth the effort. Then I met you and everything felt different. That’s why I kissed you.”


She’d just been messing with him about kissing her if he was involved with someone. His response was a lot more real than she’d expected. The part about why he’d kissed her made her warm all over. But the stuff about him not connecting with anyone since leaving London
hurt more than she would have thought possible.


“You broke up with your fiancée a long time ago,” she pointed out. “Are you saying that in all that time, you never met anyone you could see yourself falling for?”


He didn’t answer at first, pausing to slowly chew his Pop-Tart. When he did finally answer her question, he kept his gaze fixed on the mug in front of him. “This probably won’t make much sense, but for people like me, it can be difficult finding that perfect person we’re supposed to be with. Some might even say it’s impossible.”


The words were so soft she had to lean forward to hear them. “When the woman I thought was the right one for me walked out, I didn’t think it could happen again. But since meeting you, I’ve started thinking maybe I gave up too soon.”


Alyssa didn’t know what to say. It wasn’t a declaration of love or anything, but still…


Picking up her mug, she got up and poured herself more coffee. She held the pot up in Zane’s direction, but he shook his head. She didn’t necessarily want a refill, but it gave her a chance to think about everything he’d said. The guy had just unleashed a lot. It would take a
while to absorb it all.


Like those three simple but significant words: people like me. Just that fast, the big, sexy Brit had confirmed he was different. Surprisingly, that acknowledgment didn’t bother her as much as she thought it might. While she’d discounted the possibility of him using some kind of spell on her, part of her wondered if Zane was putting out some kind of supernatural pheromone to attract his victims with and make them easier to subdue. But one look at him sitting at the table chewing thoughtfully on his frosted brown sugar Pop-Tart made her toss that ridiculous idea right out of her head. Zane didn’t need to put out any pheromones to lure her in. All he had to do was look at her.


She shook her head. One smile from him and she was ready to throw caution to the wind. Was she really that easy?


Alyssa walked back over to the table with her coffee, thinking about the other stuff Zane had said—especially the part where he’d confessed he’d given up on the idea of finding someone until meeting her. She’d never thought of herself as the kind of woman who cared about romantic drivel, but when Zane said those words, she had to admit there’d been some serious feels going on.


Part of her wanted to wrap her arms around him and hug him. The other part wanted to throw him on the floor and bang him like a cheap screen door—but that part was only making noise because it had been so long since she’d gotten laid.


“So,” she said, ignoring her chair and instead sitting on the edge of the table right in front of Zane. “I’m guessing you think I might be this perfect someone you’d given up hope of ever finding? Do you mind if I ask what makes you think that?”


Zane pushed his chair back a bit to make room for her, his dark eyes meeting hers. “You’re not going to like this answer, but…it’s complicated.”


He was right. She didn’t like it. “You’re going to have to do better than that.”


“Let’s just say the first time I saw you at that club, taking down Stefan’s goon, I knew you were someone special. And even though I’m still not sure if I’m comfortable with the idea—actually, I’m downright terrified—I’m also sure you’re The One for me.”


That sounded so romance-bookish Alyssa almost laughed out loud. The serious expression on Zane’s face was the only thing that stopped her. It might be crazy as heck, but the big, sexy hunk seemed to genuinely believe it.


They sat there looking at each other, Alyssa cupping both hands around her mug, breathing in the warm coffee while Zane seemed to be holding his breath like he thought she might bolt for the door at any second. Which was crazy since this was her room.


“Okay,” she said, setting her mug on the table. “Assuming you’re right and I’m The One for you, what do we do now?”


Zane grinned. “Kissing would be nice, yes?”


His big hands were coming up to wrap around her hips, tugging her forward off the table and onto the chair with him until she was straddling his thighs. As sexy as that position might be, Alyssa couldn’t help laughing.


“Seriously? That’s the movie line you’re going with to get into my panties?”


Zane buried his fingers in her hair, tugging her mouth closer to his. Just before their lips met, he flashed her that thousand-watt smile, which made her pulse skip a beat.


“I don’t know,” he murmured, his coffee-scented breath warm on her skin. “Did it work?”


Alyssa hadn’t realized exactly what she’d said—about getting into her panties—until right then. But as she gazed down at Zane and his beautiful smile, she decided letting him have his way with her unmentionables sounded like a really good idea. After that, who knew what she might let him get into?


She didn’t bother to answer his question. Instead, she lowered her mouth to his and kissed him hard enough to pull a growl out of him. And what an interesting growl it was, rumbling up through his chest and straight into her open mouth, making little tingles and shivers dance all over her body.


Apparently, she was into guys who growled.

“Speaking of award ceremonies,” she said to Max, “I didn’t see you on the stage getting a commendation, so I’m guessing you must be here to support someone who did?”
He nodded. “Yeah. Some of the members of my team got recognized today. How about you? Your boyfriend getting a commendation?”
Max thought he was being pretty damn smooth, but the smile tugging at Lana’s lips told him she saw right through his deception.
“Nope, no boyfriend,” she said. “Actually, it was my dad. Brandy took forever getting dressed. Then we got stuck in traffic. We barely made it here in time to see him get the award. I had to watch from the back of the auditorium.”
That explained why Max hadn’t picked up Lana’s luscious scent earlier. And while he was relieved she didn’t have a boyfriend, it made him wonder which of his fellow cops getting a commendation this afternoon could possibly have a daughter this smokin’ hot.
Max opened his mouth to ask her who her father was when another DPD officer walked by with a plate filled with a collection of various hors d’oeuvres. While Max wasn’t impressed with the selection of food, Lana looked at the appetizers longingly, even though she still had the ones her friend had given her. Maybe she wasn’t big on squash blossoms. He didn’t blame her.
“Would you like me to get you something else to eat?” he asked.
She glanced down at her plate, then shook her head. “Thanks, but unfortunately, the spinach puffs were the only thing remotely edible, which is probably why they’re all gone. I can’t believe they’re trying to pass this stuff off as food.”
He grinned. “I was just thinking the same thing a little while ago. I’m planning to head out as soon as this thing is over so I can get some real food.”
She leaned in close and gave him a conspiratorial wink. “Maybe we can slip out now while no one is looking. I can drop my car keys off with Brandy and we can disappear into the night. I’d just about kill for a slice of pizza.”
Any other time, Max would have been stoked to hear that. In his opinion, there wasn’t anything sexier than a woman who loved pizza. But right then, all he could think about was how his body was reacting to Lana’s nearness. Not only was his pulse racing, but his claws and fangs were dangerously close to coming out. He only hoped his eyes weren’t turning gold.
On the upside, at least he now knew for sure she was a werewolf. He could smell it in her pheromones. That was probably why they hit it off so well. Well, there was another reason, but he wasn’t about to go there—even if a little wolf voice in the back of his head whispered maybe he should.
Lana was telling him about an awesome pizza place that wasn’t too far away, wondering if he’d be interested in checking it out, but instead of answering her, he went in a completely different direction.
“It’s so cool finding another of our kind here,” he said. “I totally didn’t expect it.”
She didn’t seem to mind that he’d changed the sub¬ject, but she looked a bit confused. “Another of our kind? Are you a pescatarian, too?”
Max chuckled. That body and those looks combined with a wicked sense of humor? It was like she was made for him. A werewolf who didn’t eat meat? Now, that was epically funny.
Unless it was true, in which case it was a little strange.
Before he could say anything, Lana leaned over to look at something behind him, her lips curving into a smile. Max turned to see who she was looking at and was a little surprised to find Deputy Chief Hal Mason. The deputy chief was in charge of the police depart¬ment’s specialized Tactical Division, which included the mounted police, canine unit, helicopter support, EOD, and SWAT. As a high-ranking officer in the depart¬ment, Mason had to attend every award ceremony, but this time he’d been recognized for his commitment to developing his entire division, especially SWAT.
“Hey, Dad.” Lana stepped around Max to give Mason a hug. “I was looking for you and Mom earlier, but you were deep in conversation with some people and I didn’t want to interrupt.”
Max picked his jaw up from the floor and shoved it back into place. Lana was the deputy chief’s daughter?


 Wolf Instinct should be your must-read book for the summer!"

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 A totally fun and entertaining read. A book that you will find you can’t put down until the very last page. "

Yearwood Daily Book Reviews

WOLF INSTINCT is one of those books that puts you under a spell and won't let go until the very end. Author Paige Tyler is an amazing storyteller. If you love werewolves, action, drama, bantering, fun, deadly confrontations of good vs. evil, a feisty heroine and gorgeous hero with a sexy accent then WOLF INSTINCT will satisfy you! "

Fresh Review, Fresh Fiction

What fun! This installment in the SWAT series had mystery, danger, action and of course…romance!"

Reading in Pajamas

This fast paced and energetic plot keeps readers on the edge with lots of thrilling suspense. Stunning twists and world rocking unveilings adds some truly remarkable, adrenaline pumping excitement to this story. Someone bring lots of ice, because this is one sexy and red hot read."

Stormy Vixens Reviews

Full of paranormal beings, action, danger, and romance, Wolf Instinct gives readers exactly what they need. This book was impossible to put down. I absolutely loved the atmosphere that Paige Tyler brilliantly created. Wolf Instinct is a must read for all romantic suspense readers!"

Urban Book Reviews Are Us

Paige Tyler does it again with another intense, intriguing, fun and sexy story!"

The Reading Cafe

There is plenty of action and steamy romance in WOLF INSTINCT to make for a quick and page turning read!"

Roses are Blue

Tyler’s ninth Special Wolf Alpha Team action-tinged romance (after Wolf Rising) delivers a hot love story and plenty of suspense with a paranormal twist. "

Publisher's Weekly

Tyler’s SWAT series is populated by sexy, capable wolves with control over their supernatural gifts, a penchant for power and a tendency to fall in love.It’s totally unputdownable. "

USA Today HEA

Tyler provides lots of fast-paced action and twists, and the explosive ending will leave readers panting for her next book."

Booklist

Suspense, action, and an ending that’ll surprise you. I can’t wait to see what happens with this team next!"

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