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Silent Bite

Will the off-limits werewolf help this vampire recover her lost memories?

Alexis Ferguson is having the worst Christmas of her life — and that’s saying something. She’s a vampire who has lost almost everything. Not only does she have a significant memory gap, but she keeps experiencing lapses. Every time she gets close to the answer, she forgets everything again.

She knows the last year and a half has been spent with the other vampires. However, she finds herself with the human family who raised her. She has nobody to help with her bloodthirsty cravings, and she almost takes everyone out at a family dinner.

Something has to give before she does something she’ll regret. Unable to cope on her own, she falls into a depression until another supernatural steps in, concerned for her well-being. He’s gorgeous and knows what Alexis needs before she does. The only problem is that he’s a werewolf… and her teacher. What could possibly go wrong?

Silent Bite is a standalone but also works as #3.5 in the Transformed series because it takes place during the time of Forgotten – when Alexis was experiencing her memory lapses.

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Excerpt

My body needed blood, but for some reason I hadn’t realized it. Most likely because my other needs were being ignored as well. But now that they were filled, I had a craving that was growing stronger by the moment. The heartbeats around me were getting louder and smell of blood was dancing around my nose. I could feel my eyes turning red.

Keeping my gaze on my plate, I weighed out my options. I could get up and run out the door, making a huge scene. Then my parents would be angry with me, forcing me to sit through a lecture when I got back. I knew that I’d put them through enough with my abduction and then leaving so soon after.

No. I would have to sneak out unseen. Even though I was full, I kept taking small bites, hoping to stay off the radar. What I needed was an excuse to get up. I could fake an upset stomach, run to the bathroom, sneak out and feed, and then return before anyone was the wiser.

My mouth started watering and my fangs extended as the heartbeats got louder, pounding in a rhythmic beat, practically calling my name. The scent of everyone’s blood was teasing me. The last thing I wanted was to lose control and feed on my family. There was no way that could end well. But it had been so long since I’d had any blood—far too long, in fact—and I needed to get some fast.

I couldn’t hear any of the discussion over the noise of their hearts pumping blood so loudly. If my fangs extended any further, there would be no hiding them. My eyes were sure to turn deep red if I didn’t act soon.

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