Tears of the Moon
Tears of the Moon
The story so far…
“Hello, all you furball loving people! It is I, Jennifer Anghelescu, here to refresh your overworked, tired, mush-filled brains. I bet you just can’t wait to dive right back into the world of the Canis lupus and see just where this next book will take you. Neither can I. But first, I think it’s important I catch you up to speed, just in case you’ve forgotten anything. After all, a lot has happened since the young, fresh-faced high-schooler, Jacque Lupei, came face to face with a Romanian prince who also happened to be a werewolf and turned all of our worlds upside down. And it’s been a while since we last spoke. You’ve probably forgotten a few important details along the way.
“So, Jacque met Fane Lupei in Coldspring, Texas. Wait … what? You don’t need me to go back that far? Okay, fine. Fast forward a bit, to the events that took place the last time y’all sat down and indulged in a little Romanian wolf-on-wolf action. Yes, that was meant to sound dirty.
“The most important thing to know is this: The Order of the Burning Claw has made itself known to the supernatural world. Then they went and did something really, really stupid; they kidnapped Sally. The entire pack spent months searching for her and, during that time, the king of the elves, Ludcarab, came back from the dead. Costin flipped his lid and killed a human, although to be fair, he was a bad human who was about to r**e a woman in the woods. Wadim and Zara bumped into each other, literally, and discovered they were true mates. Way to go, history boy. She’s a catch. Drake and Bethany spent time getting to know one another, and Drake finally pulled his head out of his behind parts and quit treating Bethany like a helpless child. And the grand finale, we found Sally, which made Costin flip his lid again and m******e, like, five people, including a werewolf who cast the bad-mojo spell on Sally, causing her to lose her memories so he could diddle her against her will. It. Was. Awesome. Once we got Sally home, it became very apparent that our little healer was a complete and total mess. Costin was at a loss. Thanks to the counsel of their very wise friends who love them, the couple decided Sally should go to Texas to see her parents. Titus, their adorable son, stayed with us in Romania so we could corrupt him. Okay, we didn’t corrupt him … much. Gah, just suck all the fun out of my story why don’t you.
“The following details can all be found in Forgotten Silence, the third Grey Wolves Novella. But if you don’t have time to read that, then here’s the summary. Sally went to Texas with her dimplelicious mate so she could get back to her roots and deal with the trauma that asshat, Jericho, put her through. While there, she learned some startling new things. First, her mom and dad were not oblivious to the supernatural world, as we had previously assumed. Say what?! I know, we were shocked too. Turns out Sally’s mom is a sprite. Yeah, I didn’t know they existed either. Dec is going to be hearing from me about that little secret. Not only is Sally’s mom a sprite but, as it turns out, so is Lilly, Jacque’s mom, who is currently the reigning queen of the warlocks. Does that make her a Spritelock? I don’t know, but I do know my mind is blown. Turns out the reason Lilly can do her weird seer stuff is because of her sprite blood. That kind of sounds like a weird drink Costin would mix up.
“Moving on… After Sally finds out about the sprites, Sally’s mom and Lilly take Sally to the sprite realm to see if the lovely sprite people can help her deal with whatever dark stuff she’s got going on in her mind because of Alston’s memory … mind alteration … mind, memory alteration … whatever the hell it was. He jacked her brain up when he wiped her memories. That’s the bottom line. And because the sprites are apparently awesome, they were able to help our little healer. Once that was all sorted, Sally and Costin were able to come home. So alas, we begin our story on the day Sally and Costin appear in the foyer of the Romania pack mansion just in time to see Zara barrel through a plate glass window in her wolf form. Good times people. Good times.
Buckle up. You’re in for the wildest Grey Wolves ride yet.
