Imperfection by Phaedra Seabolt:
Series: Pure Blood #1
Publisher: Hayson Publishing
Publication Date: 23 July 2013
Genre: Urban fantasy
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Meara Falk always followed her parents' rules, until one night in March when the temptation to let loose changed her life forever. Nine months later, disowned and with a baby on her hip, she discovers werewolves are real after being on the wrong end of one’s teeth and claws.
When her first change is upon her, werewolves attack her home, stealing her son and driving her out of her home. Now she’s looking for the man who kidnapped her baby and turned her life upside down.
A war is brewing between the two packs with Meara’s son being in the center. Will she be able to get her son back before losing everyone she cares about?
A little bit about Phaedra
Phaedra Seabolt is the youngest of four and the only girl. She spent her childhood trying to be the best she could be at everything she did which drove her to attend college long enough to attain her master’s degree. Now she is a stay at home mom and happily married. She spends her limited spare time writing, reading, and reviewing.
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~ Excerpt ~
As I got closer to Oak Street, I realized someone was following me. Another jogger is enjoying this beautiful winter morning. He passed me quickly and then stopped. Turning around to face me, I realized I recognized him. His features seemed so familiar to me. He had shoulder length brown hair that was stringy with sweat from his jog. His eyes, though, were an amazing shade of blue. They were what seemed the most familiar to me. They weren’t quite topaz blue, more icy and clear.
I stopped and stared at him, trying to figure out if he could possibly be my baby’s daddy. He began walking toward me. His massive shoulders swayed as he moved gracefully. Something just didn’t feel right about this entire situation. He looked very similar to the guy I saw in my dreams as being Julian’s dad, but I remembered his eyes being a darker shade of blue. I had also thought he was even more muscular, but boy, I just couldn't remember exactly. It was all a drunken blur.
“Hey, there. Don’t I know you?” the guy asked as he towered over me.
I could feel my breath coming out in short gasps as I tried to formulate a sentence. “You seem very familiar, but I’m not sure.” My heart was beating wildly, and I wasn't entirely certain it was from the jogging anymore. Something really felt off about this situation. Looking around, I realized that the campus seemed more empty than normal.
“Yeah, I feel the same way, but I know I've seen you somewhere before. Oh, wait…were you at Skipper’s on Green Beer Day?” He was standing right in front of my stroller now. His eyes seemed to be looking for something in my face as he quickly glanced down into the stroller.
“Yeah, I was there a few times that night, although I don’t remember a lot of it. That was one crazy night. It changed my life forever.”
“I can see that. Cute kid. A memento from the evening in question?”
“Uh…yeah.” He kept looking at Julian as though he recognized him. He lifted his head and cocked it to the side a little as he knelt down to get a closer look.
“So where’s his daddy, or do you not know who that is?”
“Oh, he’s around. He’s doesn't have to worry about losing baby fat like me, and Julian likes to get out, even in the cold.” I hoped that the truth about worrying about baby fat and Julian enjoying our jogs was enough to convince him that the daddy was still in the picture. I could feel my heart speeding up and my palms sweating. This guy could not be the father. There was no way that alcohol could have hidden how much this guy bothered me. I needed to find a way to get away from him. Looking around, I still couldn't see a single other person around.
He looked up at me through his thick eyelashes. There was this little twinkle in his eyes, and the left side of his mouth quirked up a little into an evil looking smirk.
“I think that you have no idea who his daddy is. For all you know, I’m this kid’s father. Actually I think I am and I think I want my son…now.”
Faster than I ever thought I could move, I grabbed Julian out of the stroller and took off running down Oak Street. The recreational center was down this street, so there had to be someone out and about down here. Someone was always heading in to exercise no matter what time of day it was.
I sprinted as fast as my legs could carry me. They were burning from the exertion, and my feet felt numb from pounding on the pavement. The cold air was no longer comforting as it burned inside my lungs. My cheeks were getting colder by the second as I realized tears were freezing on them from the frigid temperatures.
I no longer heard the sound of footfalls behind me. It almost seemed that maybe he had given up the chase, so I slowed down slightly to look over my shoulder. As my eyes found the sidewalk behind me, the biggest dog of my entire life leapt into the air.
He was solid black with icy blue eyes. His sheer size made me think that he must be part wooly mammoth or some equally large creature. A growl ripped out of his throat as he crashed onto my back. His fully extended claws pierced into my flesh and latched onto me. The instant pain caused me to scream as the smell of blood began to coat the air. I came crashing onto the pavement with only one thought.
I must protect Julian.
Julian began to scream as we landed. I tried to twist my body in order to keep him from hitting the ground in any way, but also trying to cover him to keep the dog from getting to him. Once on the ground, the claws tore away from me, leaving a sickening sound of ripping flesh echoing all around us. I could feel my warm blood running down my back thick and fast. I didn't have time to think about how much blood was beginning to pool around us when the dog growled again and sunk his teeth into one of my thighs. My body was going numb from all the pain and adrenaline, but I had enough feeling to bring my other leg up and wildly kick towards the massive jaws trying to drag me down the street. One of my kicks connected, causing him to release my leg. I must have angered him even more, though, because the next thing I felt was the dog digging into my side as his jaws latched onto the side of my throat. I could taste the blood as it squirted out my jugular and into the hole in my jaw. It was warm, metallic, and thick. I tried to swallow it back down, but it never quite made it to my throat.
The dog started shaking me like a chew toy, and Julian started squirming against my too-tight grip. His cries distracted the dog from his fun, and he tried to dig into my side to get to my baby. Just as the world was starting to go black, I heard shouts from people nearby and a gunshot. The dog was gone almost instantly and I was left in a puddle of my own cold blood. My rescuers were able to get to me before I was completely gone, saying that I would be okay now and that help was on the way.
If only I believed I would make it that long
So what do you think? I think I need to read this soon :)