Mary Rundle has a new MM paranormal book out in her Blackwood Pack series: “White Knight.”
The Blackwood Pack saga continues…
This is part of an on-going series by Amazon International Bestselling Author, Mary Rundle – catching up on previous titles is advised. Readers of the past books will enjoy meeting old friends once more as the pack does what it does best ̶ caring for one another and helping shifters everywhere.
Hunter always expected to be the next Alpha of the Rolling Hills Pack until he had to walk away, leaving behind his dream, forced to build a new life for himself and his brothers. Arriving with them to visit his cousins at the Blackwood Pack, he never expects to find his mate there, but when he catches his scent, it’s impossible for him to concentrate on anything else, including a secret he has that will change his cousins’ lives.
From the moment Hunter meets Jackson, tempers flare between the two Alphas as their anger builds about secrets both are keeping. Their distrust of each other grows yet they must struggle to find common ground due to their mutual responsibilities toward Hunter’s mate.
Fionn, a rare white dragon, has fought hard for his independence, believing it will protect him from relatives who want to seize his hoard. As a recent member of the Blackwood Pack, he looks forward to sharing the future with his new family. That is, until he realizes he has a mate. Needing time to sort out his feelings, he flees to his hoard, hiding from Hunter who impatiently waits for him.
Together, Fionn and Hunter must put aside past hurts and disappointments as they try to forge a new world for themselves while facing a dangerous threat to Fionn…and to the rest of the Blackwood Pack.
Long-kept secrets, a treacherous attack, an action-packed rescue, and many unexpected twists and turns make this passionate love story by Mary Rundle impossible to put down once you’ve read the first page.
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Please Welcome Our Guest Mary and her new release WHITE KNIGHT, OUT NOW!
Hi y’all! I’m Mary Rundle and thank you for hosting my blog tour. Today I have an exclusive excerpt for you from White Knight, Book 8 of the Blackwood Pack series. The Fated Mates in this story are Fionn and Hinter who never expected to find each other so soon. Lots of twists and turns, suspense and intrigue require the entire Blackwood Pack to band together so this couple can have their HEA.
“Mase,” yelled Sawyer, watching two men approach the motorhome. “We got visitors.”
“Who are these guys?” Robin asked. “They aren’t our cousins. Mac, do you know?”
“Hell if I know, but… wait…is that a fucking picnic basket?”
“Sure looks like it,” said Sawyer. “Do you think there’s food in it?” A knock was followed by the sound of the door opening.
Climbing in first, Norm met the questioning stares of the men sitting at the dinette table. “Hi, I’m Norman. This is Theodore, my fiancé.”
Smiling broadly, Theo said, “Hi, I brought some roast beef sandwiches and chips, water, cola, and juice. I wasn’t sure what you like, but if you want something else, just let me know and I’ll see if we have it.” Then, sniffing, he turned to Norm, “Boy, something really smells good in here, doesn’t it, pooh bear?”
“It does indeed, honeybunch,” Norm said, setting the basket on the counter.
“Thanks pooh bear,” Theo said, lifting the lid and beginning to unpack the basket. “Do you guys need plates? I’m afraid I don’t know where they are so if you do, you’ll have to tell me where to find them. Or…maybe you’d like to eat outside? It’s a beautiful afternoon and you must be tired of being cooped up in here.”
Sniffing their visitors, Mac exchanged glances with his twin before asking, “You two aren’t wolves, right?”
Giggling, Theo answered, “Goodness no. We’re Ghost Bears.”
“Bear shifters? In a wolf pack?” asked Sawyer.
“How did that happen?” asked Mac as he took a sandwich and some chips from Norman and thanked him.
“Cody and Dylon rescued us…well they rescued a lot of shifters, but they all had families who wanted them back.” Lowering his voice, Theo continued, “Ours didn’t.”
“Fionn wasn’t wanted by his family, either, honeybunch,” said Norm, trying to mitigate his fiancé’s painful memories.
“True,” agreed Theo, recovering his composure. “Anyway, Cody and Dylon were starting a home for gay boys whose parents don’t want them and after they told their Alpha about us, we were invited to become part of the Blackwood Pack, that is, if we wanted to. My very smart pooh bear negotiated joining on a trial basis and, long story short, we decided to stay,” Theo explained, as he handed out bottled water. “Does anyone want cola or juice?”
“No, this is great, Theodore,” Robin replied. “You said you were rescued…from where?”
“From a prison in Tajikistan. Ki was there too,” replied Theo.
Mason was in Quin’s bedroom when he heard Sawyer shout about some visitors, and was sure it was the doctor and his mate coming back to speak with Mac…until his nose twitched at the scent of roast beef—very, rare roast beef—his favorite. Eager to know where it was coming from, he said, “Honey, I’m going out to see what’s up.”
Waving his brother out, Quin continued to read, fascinated by the happenings in his book.
Shaking his head and smiling, Mason left the bedroom, stopping short when he saw the backs of two strange men chatting with his brothers. Taking a discreet sniff, he tensed up. Two fucking bear shifters! Eyeing them carefully, he wondered who they were. They seemed friendly enough, but Mason was wary; just one of them, if he shifted, could easily kill any of his brothers. His father always warned him to stay away from bear shifters—they were dangerous. Trying to get Mac’s attention, Mason raised his arm, wriggling his fingers, hoping his brother would notice him.
“Holy cow! Robin’s right, this sandwich is freaking fantastic! What’s on it?” asked Sawyer.
Blushing at the praise, Theo leaned over and whispered to Norm, “Did you hear that pooh bear? He likes my sandwich.”
Snaking his arm around his fiancé’s waist, Norm tugged Theo tight to him. “See? Dakota’s right. You’re a natural.”
When it became apparent his brothers were too busy eating to notice him, Mason cleared his throat, wanting to give the bears some warning he was behind them. In a flash, one bear pushed the other behind him, turning to face him front on. Holding up his hands, he said, “Whoa, I’m Mason, one of Jackson’s cousins.”
“Mase, what the fuck are you doing? Tryin’ to piss off our guests?” asked Sawyer. “Norman, Theodore, meet Mason. He’s overly protective. Best to just ignore him. Do you have any more sandwiches for us?”
Relaxing somewhat, Norm held out his hand, “Hey, Mason, I’m Norman and this is my fiancé, Theodore.”
Shaking the proffered hand, Mason replied, “Nice to meet you. Are you members of the Blackwood Pack?”
“Yeah, they are,” Mac said. “Theodore was just explaining how it happened.” Then, using his finger to scrape up some leftover crumbs from his food, he continued, “You should try one of these sandwiches, Mase. They have some secret sauce or something on them—they’re dee-licious.”
“I have more,” Theo said, turning back to the picnic basket.
“Would love one,” Mason replied. “Roast beef is my favorite.” Sliding in next to Mac at the table, he eagerly dug in, moaning out loud as the flavors exploded on his tongue. “Oh my gods! This is absolutely fantastic!”
Grinning at Norm, Theo puffed out his chest at Mason’s praise. “Pooh bear, they really like my sandwiches!”
“Of course they do, honeybunch.” Norm leaned forward, giving his fiancé a quick kiss.
“You guys are so cute,” Robin said.
“Is Quin coming out to eat?” Mac asked Mason.
“Who’s Quin? Is he another cousin?” asked Norm, trying to figure out who else was in the motorhome.
“Yeah,” Sawyer replied, reaching for another sandwich. “He’s in his bedroom, probably reading one of his romance novels.”
“Really?” asked Theo, looking down the short hallway and spotting a closed door. Lifting the basket, he hurried there with Norm in tow. Giving a quick rap before entering the room, Theo inhaled deeply, finally finding the source of the scent that had tantalized him since he first entered the motorhome. “Hi, I’m Theo. I love romance novels, which one are you reading? Gosh you look fabulous. I brought you a couple of my special roast beef sandwiches—before your brothers wolf them all down,” he said, giggling at his pun.
Fuckingbedamned! Jackson’s eyes narrowed as he saw the flaring of Hunter’s nose. No fucking way! Flicking his gaze down, he found the telltale bulge confirming his suspicion. His cousin’s mate was one of his pack members. What the fuck do I do now? Jackson’s lingering suspicions about why Hunter had contacted him now after all these years assumed greater importance now. Not wanting to see who his cousin was staring at, he rolled out his Alpha power, just enough to bring Hunter’s attention back to him. “It’s been a long time, Cousin.”
Holy Fuck! How did Jackie do that? Force to look at his cousin, Hunter found himself unable to move. “Yes it has,” he replied. “I understand congratulations are in order.”
“Congratulations? What for?” asked Jackson.
“Becoming Alpha of the Blackwood Pack, of course,” Hunter answered.
Wondering how much his cousin knew, Jackson decided to ignore it. Instead, he asked, “Are you going to introduce your brothers to me?”
“Sure,” Hunter replied, anxious to know the name of his mate, continued, “However, that is quite a welcoming group you have for us considering you claim you didn’t know we were coming today. Do you mind introducing me to them first?”
Standing next to Logan on the porch, Kieran watched the unfolding scene of the two Alphas posturing, but suddenly his spirit spoke to him, causing him to run down the steps, towards Jackson.
“Babe! Wait! What are you doing?” called Logan, torn between following his mate or obeying Jackson’s orders to remain where he was. Fuck, fuck, fuck!
“Macushla, I’m needed! Don’t worry!” Kieran yell, sprinting towards the motorhome.
Asking their spirit what his mate was doing, Logan gasped, his jaw dropping. Not believing what he was told, Logan leaped off the porch, wanting to stop Kieran from entering the motorhome. “Wait, babe wait! Jackson, stop Kieran,” he shouted.
Hearing his brother’s instructions, Jackson turned his head, breaking eye contact with Hunter. A quick glance, Jackson realized why his brother had yelled at him when he saw Kieran was already opening the door of the motorhome. “Kieran, stop!” Jackson pushed more of his Alpha power out, commanding Logan’s mate to obey.
Now free of the control of Jackson’s Alpha power, Hunter followed his cousin’s gaze and saw someone was attempting to enter his motorhome. Not know who it was, he threw out his Alpha power and ordered “Stop now!”
Pausing as the power from both Alphas temporarily froze him, Kieran shook his head as his spirt broke him free of their hold. Wrenching the door open, he entered the motorhome and came face to face with three pairs of eyes, staring at him in astonishment. “Hi cousins, nice to meet you but if you don’t mind, can we talk later because I am needed.” Hurrying to the first door Kieran found, he popped it open, then said, “Hi there. Don’t you look fabulous! I love your dress but can we talk later. Thanks.” Closing the door, he hurried to the next one. Placing his hand on it, he knew this is where he was supposed to be. Quietly opening the door, he slipped inside. “Hi, don’t worry, I’m here to help…” he said, closing the door behind him.
“Who the fuck was that?” asked Sawyer.
“How did he know?” Robin asked.
“Oh shit,” Mason said, looking at the big shifter who just joined Jackson and Hunter. “This doesn’t look good.”
Stopping next to Jackson, Logan asked, “Why didn’t you stop Kieran?”
“Who’s Kieran?” asked Hunter, “And why did he break into my home?”
“Fuck you, asshole!” Logan snarled.
“Logan, stop,” Jackson ordered.
“Logan?” Hunter asked, astounded at how big his cousin’s twin was. The last time he had seen Logan, he was a skinny short kid.
“Logan, meet Hunter, our cousin,” Jackson said.
Giving his cousin an angry glance, Logan then turned back to his brother. “Bro, I need to speak to you—alone!”
At a loss for what the hell was going on, Hunter decided to retreat. “I understand. I’ll just be in there, finding out about who decided to invite himself into my home without permission, I might add.”
“You touch my mate and it will be the last thing you ever do,” snarled Logan.
“Your mate? That twink is your mate?” asked Hunter incredulously.
Seeing red at the implied insult of his mate, Logan began to shift, having had enough of his cousin and his attitude towards Kieran.
Glancing up at the motorhome, Jackson saw fear and anger in the faces staring back at him and instantly knew what would happen if he didn’t put a stop to the brewing conflict. Sending out his Alpha power at full strength, he waited until his brother and his cousins tilted their heads in submission. “Hunter, you are to remain where you are while I speak to my brother alone. Understand?”
“Yes, Alpha,” Hunter said. Feeling Jackson’s control, he stood still, watching his cousins walk away from him, smirking at their attempt to keep him from listening with his wolf hearing. Shifting his gaze, Hunter sought out the man on the porch who was tied to him by the Fates, wondering what his cousin would say when he took his Fated Mate back east.
Once Jackson felt he and Logan was far enough away from Hunter, he stopped and said, “Okay, what is Kieran up to now?”
Glancing over his brother’s shoulder, Logan made sure Hunter wasn’t heading to the motorhome before leaning in and whispering in his brother’s ear.
Jerking back, Jackson stared at Logan. “You’re wrong! It’s impossible!”
Shaking his head, Logan leaned in again, whispering again in reply to his brother’s disbelief.
Jackson’s face drained of color as the implications of Logan’s news became apparent to him. Turning, he faced the porch and zeroed in on Dakota, knowing the effect this news would have on him could affect his pup’s life. Turning back to Logan, Jackson murmured, “Are you absolutely positive?”
The first book I ever wrote was Dire Warning in 2017 and, much to my delight, it became an Amazon Best Seller. Readers loved it and I was on my way to chronicling the Blackwood Pack, seven brothers who are gay wolf shifters in search of their fated mates– stories about love at first sight with twists and turns, angst and humor, romance and adventure and, of course, happy endings.
I love the M/M paranormal genre because it gives my imagination a lot of territory in which to roam. My mind can really run wild and come up with some amazing stuff when it doesn’t have to stay inside the box.
My readers tell me they feel like they’re a member of the pack as the stories unfold. As if they’re right there in the middle of the action. Others tell me it’s like watching a fast-paced movie. My writing style pulls no punches– readers love it and are always clamoring for the next book.
Stories come to me as if they were being channeled by my characters, all of whom I love (except for a few villains). They are eager to recount their lives, loves and adventures and are not inhibited when it comes to revealing steamy details.
I currently live in the Northeast and love the beautiful change of seasons, my husband, and our quirky calico cat, though not necessarily in that order. I’m always happy to hear from my readers and can be reached through Facebook, Twitter, MeWe, or my website.
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