Book 'Em North Carolina: Shepherd's Moon

Today's special guest is Stacy Mantle. While she is most well-known as the Pack Leader of the popular website, www.PetsWeekly.com, however she is rapidly gaining a fan base in the genre of fantasy with the publication of Shepherd’s Moon, the first book in her Alex Wilde “Shepherd” series.

Stacy has a B.A. in English, a post-baccalaureate in Secondary Education, and an MBA with an emphasis on Marketing. She is active in animal rescue and is a nationally-known pet industry authority. She currently resides in the deserts of the Southwest with several cats, a few dogs, and a very understanding husband. You can learn more about her at http://www.StacyMantle.com

ABOUT THE BOOK

It's taken twelve years to earn the official title of Shepherd but she's now mostly trained, fairly effective, and the first female in over two centuries to hold the position as protector of animals. All animals...

The Territorial Council isn't thrilled with her new title of Shepherd, but they don't have any more control over the appointment than they have over her. All they can really do is wait for her to screw something up - which Alex is determined not to do.

Everything changes when a chance encounter with a genetically modified Shifter leaves Alex shaken and initiates a quest to locate its maker.Despite years of training, Alex finds herself woefully unprepared to tackle the new threat.

To make matters worse, she must work with a mysterious man who's been trying to kill her since the day they met...

AN EXCERPT

We pulled into our homes crowded garage, headlights flashing against four other cars and reflecting off the fenders of a Harley and two street bikes that were parked inside before I cut the ignition.

Brock sat on the steps of the doorway. Billy stepped around him without even acknowledging him, hurrying inside as the door closed behind him. I sat in the car a moment until finally Brock stood up, waiting for me to exit.

“Rough night?” he asked, brushing white chalky dust from his jeans.

“A previously adoring father turned psychopath and ate his family.” I shrugged. “Same old, same old.”

He waited until I closed the car door and moved through the maze of vehicles, then placed his arm against the wall, blocking entry to the house.

“What’s up with the coyote?”

I shrugged in silence and reached around his lean waist to push the door open.

“Do you mind?” I raised my eyebrows when he refused to move.

He studied me a moment, his face thoughtful, before he pushed the door open and stepped through, holding it open with his shoulder. “What’s going on, Alex?”

“What do you mean?” I tried to move past him.

“We’ve all seen a change in Billy this year. Why am I seeing one in you tonight?” he asked suspiciously, standing firm.

“It’s been a long night, Brock. I’m tired.” I shouldered him aside and entered the house, the door slamming closed as he followed me down the long hallway. Without so much as a look backwards, I shook my head.

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