Shifting Moonlight - the prequel



  Shifting Moonlight the Prequel

  By Ahmari Das

  Copyright Ahmari Das 2013

  ISBN#9781311427144

  This book is the work of the author and all content including artwork is copyrighted by the author and may not be used without permission. To contact Ahmari Das email her at [email protected]

  Meet Sasha, a short and sassy female alpha in the making. She's on her way to the intercontinental pack meeting, where not only is pack business handled, but all the single wolves will be there in search of their mates. The only problem is Sasha's not sure she wants a mate.

  Other books by Ahmari Das

  Shifter Series

  Shifting Moonlight -Dec 2014

  Shifting Tides - 2015

  Shifting Sands - 2016

  Non-fiction

  Third Generation Artist: Artist Angela Gonyea - 2/2014

  Life Lessons of a Buddhist Blog Spot -

  https://ahmaridas.blogspot.com/

  This book is dedicated to my husband Andy, who taught me what a soul mate really is. I love you.

  *one*

  Sasha sat at the vanity brushing her long black hair, excitement and dread warring in her stomach. Looking in the mirror for a last minute check, she assessed the makeup accentuating her pale skin, big green eyes, and insanely long lashes.

  "Hmm, not bad.” She told her reflection. “It’ll have to do.” She couldn’t procrastinate any longer.

  Her parents were waiting downstairs. Dad was Alpha of the eastern territories and not a patient man. Mom, on the other hand, had endless patience, grace and kindness.

  “Too bad I take after Dad.” she thought with a twitch to her lips. She liked who she was.

  She was a tiny, but confident, 26 year old Alpha female in the making. Standing at 5'4" and curvy, society would say too curvy, not that she cared one whit what society said. “Good thing I’m a shifter, dieting is so not me!” she mused as she hurried downstairs. Sasha was definitely enough of a package to make any shifter stop and stare.

  “Finally.” growled Garyson, Sasha's father spotting her coming into the kitchen. “I was about to go drag you down here. You know I can’t be late!” It wouldn’t be good for the hosting Alpha to be late for the intercontinental conference of the wolf clan. All eight alphas of the US and Canadian packs would be there as well as many of their packs. Thoughts of all the single wolves gave Sasha mixed feelings. She might meet her mate!

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  Wolf Shifters mate for life, and their inner wolves pick who they want. Not that Sasha didn’t trust her inner wolf, she just didn’t like the lack of control she would have in picking her lifetime mate. Even if her wolf liked his wolf, his human half could be an jerk! She did not want to be stuck with some arrogant male who controlled her every move. She’d seen too many wolves who were arrogant, overbearing, controlling nightmares. Since her inner wolf hadn’t picked anyone from her own pack, that meant her potential mate was a total unknown. Ugh, she hated not being in control of this! Since female wolves are usually attracted to more dominate males, she was considerably worried.

  Her dad slid his SUV into a parking space between two similar vehicles at the Park. No need to wonder why most of the parking lot was filled with gas guzzlers. Shifter men were all about power and dominance. Sasha mentally shook herself and wiped her sweaty hands on her jeans.

  “I’m not some teenager at my first dance! My mate may not even be here, and if he is…I can handle it." She sighed, "I hope."

  “Did you say something Sweetheart,” her mom asked, hopping down from her dad's monster of male strutting. Tall, blonde and willowy, graceful as a swan, Suelyn was everything Sasha was not. The only thing they had in common was their complexion and their smile, both having a cute little gap in their front teeth.

  “Nope, just thinking out loud.”

  Her dad came around the front of his beast; the opposite of his mate. He was of average height with dark hair, green eyes, framed with those same insanely long eyelashes. You could see immediately where Sasha got her looks, right down to the gold flecks around the irises of their eyes. He was deeply tanned from working long hours outdoors and all that hard work meant that he was built like a truck. He’d run you over, too, if you got in his way. He was a tough but fair alpha, with a huge soft spot: Sasha.

  Her younger, unmated brothers, Arik and Bryan were already there, eager to meet the single females. Much more eager than Sasha. Of course, if they found their mate, they wouldn’t have to leave the pack to be with them. That would be the female’s fate.