Blind Date with a Werewolf - Hardcover

Buch 2 von 2: Alpha & Omega

Briggs, Patricia

 
9780593952603: Blind Date with a Werewolf

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When the deadly werewolf Asil is gifted five blind dates by some anonymous friends, his reclusive life will never be the same, in this enthralling novel in stories from the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Mercy Thompson series.


Includes two all-new stories as well as three previously published stories.

Dear Asil:

We are worried about you. A werewolf alone is a sad thing, especially at Christmastime. So we have a challenge for you: five dates in three weeks. We have taken the work out of it and connected you with five people from online dating sites. You should also know that we have informed the whole pack and instigated a betting pool. Have fun!

Sincerely,
Your Concerned Friends

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Patricia Briggs is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Mercy Thompson urban fantasy series (Winter Lost, Soul Taken) and the Alpha and Omega novels (Wild Sign, Burn Bright).

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Unappreciated Gifts

At three in the afternoon on the first day of December, the werewolf sometimes known as the Moor, feared for centuries by his own kind, opened his email to find this:

Dear Asil:

We have become worried about you. A werewolf alone is a sad thing, especially at Christmastime. So we have a challenge for you. Five dates in three weeks. We have taken the work out of it and connected you with five people (from online dating sites) who should make the excursions from your lonely existence worthwhile. Or amusing, if only to us. The dates, except for meals, which we thought should be up to you and your partner for the experience, are planned and paid for (when necessary). Tickets for your first event should arrive in today's mail-all you have to do is write an email and arrange a meeting time and place.

You should know that all of these people think they have been talking to you and are looking for you to bring a little romance into their lives. We have carefully chosen people we think would be very hurt to find out they were unwitting participants in a game. Some of us believe that you would not hurt a stranger just to avoid a little discomfort. Others think that knowing that we have informed the whole pack (via email) and instigated a betting pool will be better incentive. Especially since no one, so far, has bet on your attending more than one date.

Below you can see the profile, photos, and email exchanges between your first date and . . . well, I guess you know it's not really you. Charles, computer guru that he is, did help with sending email that looks like it's coming from you and intercepting the return emails. He was unwilling until we enlisted his mate. Lest you get excited, Anna is not one of us. And though she does know who we are, she has sworn not to tell.

Should you succeed in all five dates (success defined below), we shall confess, turn over any and all audio/video footage, and submit ourselves to your reckoning.

Sincerely,

Your Concerned Friends

*A successful date is one in which (a) neither party runs screaming into the night, (b) there are no dead bodies at the end of it, and (c) lasts longer than two hours-at least an hour and a half of which is spent with your date-which is an hour and fifty minutes longer than we expect any date of yours to last.

Asil read the email three times, followed the link to his profile on BiteMe.com, a dating site for . . . humans pretending to be vampires. He adjusted to that idea for a heartbeat before considering the information his Concerned Friends had assembled about him.

The photo they'd used was a close-up, though he didn't remember any such photos being taken of him. To get a close-up from far enough away that he hadn't noticed would take a very expensive camera. He put that observation aside as a possible hint to the identity of his benefactors.

The photo showed him with his shirt off, looking slightly to the left of the camera with a Black Baccara rose held between two fingers at hip level. His face was mostly hidden in the shadows.

It had clearly been taken during the summer, but not, he thought, last summer. He'd moved that rosebush indoors because, even though it was supposed to be hardy, Aspen Creek, Montana, required a sturdier hardy than his Black Baccara could manage.

He looked beautiful and dangerous.

He approved. If one had to have a photo posted on a website called BiteMe.com, it was good to have one that represented him properly.

He spent significantly less time examining his date's profile because it was not interesting. The photo was a black-and-white blurry image of someone in a (presumably) black cape. It was possible to discern that the person had two eyes and a mouth, but everything else was lost in shadows. The profile was brief and generic. Given the dearth of biographical

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