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Now Available: Lab Rats

Lab Rats is out and available in the world! 2.99 on Kindle or free on Kindle Unlimited.

Everything changes the moment heartthrob Justin Carson shifts from human to Were Wolf on live television and is subsequently captured.

Dr. Benjamin Wells is tapped by the government to create a test from Justin’s blood intended to identify anyone who might be a Were. Dr. Diana Lutz is the Were Wolf sent by the Were leaders to stop him, and to find and hopefully free Justin, her twin. The only thing stronger than Diana and Ben’s mutual dislike of each other is their sudden attraction. Soon that attraction explodes, and in the same moment Ben learns the truth about his heritage—he’s part Wolf, and Diana is his mate.

As they race to be the first to discover the blood test and prevent the other organizations from endangering all Weres, Ben must decide whose side he’s on. Will he betray his people? How far is Diana willing to go to save her brother, and what is she willing to sacrifice?

CW: Violence

Here’s an excerpt, right after Ben has shifted back to human for the first time.

Finally all that remained was the nude form of a human man on his hands and knees. He panted, his sides heaving as he sucked in great gasps of air.

“There. You did it. Try not to shift without me until you get the hang of things,” she said, laying a hand on his shoulder.

His head snapped up, and he pulled away as if she’d burned him. “I didn’t try to shift this time, as you phrase it. How can I prevent it? Then I’ll never shift again, and I can pretend this was all the result of some food poisoning.”

She crouched down. “At some point you’ll start craving it like a drug. If you wait too long, you’ll lose control. There’s a reason we don’t let our children into your world until they’re old enough to keep their form. There’s a reason that werewolves figure into mythology. You have to maintain control. Emotions will make it harder—anger will cause a growl or a snarl, for example.”

“Then you should stay far away from me,” he pushed to his feet, gasping from the pain of his skeleton realigning. “It’s your fault that I shifted in the first place!”

Diana toyed with her braid. “If you don’t let me help you, I’ll go straight to the Lioness, right now, and she’ll assign someone else to you. Assuming she lets you live.”

“Who, or what is ‘the Lioness’?” Ben took a step toward her, then looked down in horror at his nudity. His hands immediately cupped himself to hide his privates away from Diana.

“She’s the ruler of Boston. Think of her as the Queen.” Then she smirked. “You’re going to have to get over any prudishness you have over nudity.”

Ben’s face grew crimson, although how much was anger and how much was embarrassment, she couldn’t tell. “I have a spare set of clothes in my office.”

“Go get dressed and we’ll talk more.”

She watched Ben storm into his office. The lights went on, then off a few minutes later. When Ben came out, dressed in his spare set of clothes, his shoulders were hunched. “Fine. I will accept your help.”

“We’re going to have to tell the Lioness eventually. She’ll find out,” Diana warned him. “But I think it’s best if you attend my ‘So You Found Out You’re a Werewolf’ seminar first. You have a lot to learn, and no time to learn it.”

“You can do all of this quickly? Does it still hurt?” Ben’s face was vulnerable and frightened. A child who’d just learned that the rules he’d lived by no longer applied. He picked up his torn shirt, then let the fabric slide through his fingers.

“You won’t notice it after a while, it’s over so fast,” she said.

Diana stripped off her clothes and shifted. She shifted back, and tossed her unbound hair over her shoulder.

“See? It gets that easy,” she said with a smile.

Ben was frozen, barely even breathing.

“Ben?”

“Y-you’re naked, Diana.”

She glanced down. “Well, yes. I don’t have spare clothes here like you. I told you, you’re going to have to get over whatever Puritanical belief system you have about nudity.”

His pupils were dilated, and he kept looking at her body then looking away.

“How can you be calm about being naked in the middle of a lab?” Another peek and another quick look away.

“Because I don’t have the same human hang-ups about nudity? Here, I’ll get dressed.” Diana rolled her eyes and pulled on her clothes. By the time she’d pulled her top over her bra, Ben was studying a box of pipettes as if they held the winning lottery numbers.

**Ben, it will get easier. I promise.**

He looked at her, although his eyes dipped to her now-covered chest before moving back to her face. His eyes searched hers.

“I can’t be a monster.” His protest was soft, almost tearful.

Diana’s instincts scraped at her. Another Wolf was in pain. She needed to do something. There were no Alphas to step in and deal with the hurt. She was the only one who could help him. She closed the distance between them, and pulled him into her arms.

“Oh, Ben. We’re not monsters, we’re just a different kind of p—”

Diana’s voice cut out as her nose told her something terrible.

Ben wasn’t just a Wolf.

He was an Alpha.

And she was his mate.

I have free copies for any reader who promises to leave a review. I have pdf, mobi (kindle) and epub (nook/kobo/google play books) versions available. Leave a comment here to be contacted, or email me at delilahnight at gmail dot com.