Summoned (The Brazil Werewolf Series)

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Authors: Amanda K. Dudley-Penn
than what you are used to but it‘s a good difference.  I think that’s become obvious to you.  Give yourself some time to get used to it,” she said as her grin widened, “And just so you know, I am really happy you are here,” she said, stepping forward and stunning me by giving me a hug.  For a moment, my eyes clouded with tears.  No one but Ion had ever hugged me.  Slowly, I hugged her back, sighing in contentment and relief.  Unfortunately, it was over too quickly.  She pulled away from me and a moment later, she was gone. 
                  I looked at the door she had exited stunned that she was so accepting of me and shook my head as I found a book and went outside.  I found a group of trees near Aurora and Andre’s home and sat down, reading a romance set in the Elizabethan era.  I had begun to relax for the first time since my arrival and I found myself engrossed in the story.  An hour had passed when the hair on the nape of my neck rose telling me that I was being watched.
                  “Lilly,” my name floated to me and I stiffened as I realized that my intuition was right and I wasn’t alone.  I looked up to find Marco staring at me intently.  He was leaning against the tree opposite from the one I sat under.  His gray gaze swept over me, causing me to shift.  Warmth settled in my stomach as my heart picked up speed. 
                  “You really shouldn’t be out here by yourself,” he said, still studying my face. 
                  I bit my bottom lip and forced myself to speak, “Aurora said that it was okay.”
                  He rolled his eyes and gave a lopsided grin, “Aurora doesn’t do everything she should either,” he said, sitting down across from me, “She’s put herself in danger before so you really shouldn‘t follow her example.”
                  I pursed my lips as I watched him.  He seemed perfectly relaxed around me, “So, you’re worried about me being in danger?” I asked, frowning “Is there a reason to be worried?”  
                  “Yes,” he said as he searched my face again.  His eyes darkened and I could see the concern there.  I tilted my head trying to understand this man and found it difficult.  Still, his apprehension seemed genuine. “Just please don’t go anywhere alone right now.  Your father wouldn’t hesitate to take you.  He‘s ruthless that way.  I don’t want you to think that because you‘re his daughter you‘re safe.  Actually, because you are his daughter, you‘re more in danger.”
                  I frowned as I took in what he said, “You‘ve met my father?” I asked, suddenly curious.
                  His eyes darkened and his face reddened slightly, “Unfortunately, I have,” he said, coolly, “I am acquainted with everyone in his family…even the one he chose to be your husband.” 
                  My mouth fell open as I stared at him with my eyes widened, “My father has a husband chosen for me too?” I asked, as my stomach twisted.  I could only imagine who he would choose.
                  Marco nodded as his eyes darkened, “Eli,” he said, “The one he chose for you is named Eli.”
                  I swallowed hard as I fought the sudden panic.  My hands began to shake and I clasped them in front of me as I tried to control the fear.  
                  “Is he like my father?” I asked, blinking rapidly, “I mean…will he try to hurt me?”
                  “Not if he wants to live,” Marco said, causing me to shiver with the force of the threat.  He looked into my eyes and sighed calming himself.  His tone was softer when he spoke next, “But if you’re asking if he’s dangerous, the answer is yes.  He’s very dangerous.” 
                  I frowned as I studied him.  My mouth was suddenly

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