Title: Enchanting Wilder
Series: The Wild Series #1
Author: Cassie Graham
Genre: Paranormal Romance
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Declan Wilder has never met a witch he didnāt hate. He is in the business of protecting the world from all things paranormal, after all. But what happens when one glimpse at an enchanting McKenna Sawyer sends him spinning? Suddenly, Declan canāt help but question everything he thought he knew about the world heās been sworn to protect for so long.
Plagued by her parentsā death, McKenna Sawyer has no interest in anything outside of her familyās business and her sisterās happiness. So when sheās assigned to warn a Pursuer about his impending death, sheās less than prepared for the way he shifts her world on its axis. And when more time spent with him leads to more secrets about their world revealed, they must decide how their universes fit together ā if at all.
The paranormal world is gearing up for a fight, and both Declan and McKenna have been called to battle. But the question remains ā will they be fighting for or against each other?
Pulling McKenna close to my body, I lock my hands behind her back. I canāt help but chew on the inside of my cheek, the close proximity to her already overwhelming all of my senses.
She sighs contently and clasps her hands loosely around my neck, bringing her head up to lay it just below my shoulder. Her body shudders under mine, and I can feel her erratic heartbeat thumping against my chest.
āYouāve never done anything like this,ā I whisper loud enough for her to hear and she shakes her head, agreeing with me. āYouāve never danced with someone youāve just met. It makes you nervous and youāre wondering if youāre going to get caught up in itāin me.ā Iām tilling the line now. I know we donāt have a futureāhell, or even a tomorrow. The moment Iām done with this case, Wood and I are out of here and itās not likely for us to come back. But I want to show her what itās like to let go, even for a night.
āI want to let go,ā she whispers and I wonder if she intended for me to hear it.
I keep silent as we dance and move to the song, the melodic melody lulling us farther into each other. Her scent engulfs me, her presence surrounds me, and her being holds mine. Iāve never felt such a thing, but we cling to one another. Stuckāthe good kind of stuck, of course. The kind of stuck I never want to leave.
When the song ends and the band exits the stage, the crowd disperses. But instead of going back to our booth, McKenna and I stay in our spot, listening to the music on the jukebox that now fills the air.
āWe should do something.ā
She lifts her head, looking into my eyes with a glint of mischievous in her own. āDo what?ā
I grip my hands harder around her and shrug both of my shoulders. āSomething funāsomething crazy.ā
She groans. āYouāre using that word againācrazy. Weāre in Summerson, Declan. This is the craziest it gets around here.ā She pulls back to look at me.
āWell, then letās go somewhere else.ā
āItās almost one in the morning. Where are we going to go?ā
I unlatch myself from her and pull out my phone, Googling a map of the world. āClose your eyes and point.ā
McKenna tilts her head and the corners of her mouth twitch. āYouāre serious? I canāt just leave. I donāt have the money to go buy a plane ticket. Plus, I have to work tomorrow, and Declanā¦ā She slaps my arm. āArenāt you on a case?ā
I chuckle. āArenāt you this all-knowing witch? Letās blip there and come back. Two hours. Tops.ā
Her nostrils flare as she contemplates my offer. āI donāt blip.ā She smiles and bites her thumbnail. āBut we can Dissipate. But Iāve never done it with another person before.ā
I straighten my back. āNow is as good of a time as ever. Letās do it. Now, point.ā
Her honey eyes widen when she sees my seriousness. āReally?ā
āYes, really. Do it. Letās go.ā
She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes, twirling her finger above my phone.
After a few theatrics, she lands on a spot. Opening one eye, she realizes where her finger landed.
āWe canāt.ā
I nod. āWe can.ā
Cassie Graham is a firey redhead with an intense love for fairytales--angsty, suspenseful fairytales--but fairytales nonetheless. She's had all kinds of jobs--but the one she loves the most is being a writer. She finds solace in it. She's also a mom to a beautiful little girl. Her greatest joy is watching her grow.
Cassie has always loved to write and is so thankful that she's able to do it full-time. She's very lucky to have a husband who works his booty off working so she can live out her dream. He's the reason why writing romance is so easy.
Cassie is a born and raised Arizona girl. Though she has moved around a bit, her home always calls to her. It's where her heart will remain.
If Cassie isn't writing, she's more than likely cooking in the kitchen with her daughter or has her nose buried deep in a good book. She loves front porch sitting, drinking coffee, and constantly dating her husband.
Cassie has always loved to write and is so thankful that she's able to do it full-time. She's very lucky to have a husband who works his booty off working so she can live out her dream. He's the reason why writing romance is so easy.
Cassie is a born and raised Arizona girl. Though she has moved around a bit, her home always calls to her. It's where her heart will remain.
If Cassie isn't writing, she's more than likely cooking in the kitchen with her daughter or has her nose buried deep in a good book. She loves front porch sitting, drinking coffee, and constantly dating her husband.
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