No Remorse Blurb: Due to her unusual birth, Amber has abilities no other
werewolf has ever possessed. On the run since childhood, the lone wolf avoids
contact with other werewolves at all cost, continually moving, constantly
looking over her shoulder and always alone. Everything changes when Amber saves
a werewolf from the mere brink of death, Blake, the only werewolf to ever
protect her. Love blossoms, but not without tribulations when Amber realizes
she must help her new pack rescue a member who is being held hostage by a rival
pack. Warring with emotions of going from lone wolf to the pack leader’s mate,
Amber must decide if she is willing to risk Blake’s life to know true family
and friendship despite the fact that the Council is hell bent on locating her
and will stop at nothing until she is found. Will Amber’s special abilities be
enough to keep everyone safe?
No Remorse by MaryLynn Bast
Interview with Adam
I invited Adam from No Remorse to speak with me and surprisingly I got two for one. Adam brought a friend and I must say; I have never seen a man so big. I don’t mean weight wise either. This man had to duck his head to get through the door of my office and I swear his shoulders were so broad he had to turn slightly to make it through. I couldn’t help thinking he must pay a fortune for the custom made clothing he wore so well.
I stood and walked forward inviting them both to sit down. When I took in his size I then worried the larger man might break my brand new leather arm chair. I know they heard me breathe a sigh of relief when he shook his head, declining my offer to sit. Leaning beside the door, I watched him cross one ankle over the other and his massive arms across his chest. You’ve heard the old cliché ‘I wouldn’t want to meet him in a dark alley’? Well, that one definitely applied to this guy, although, he was extremely good looking. His piercing blue eyes and from what I could tell, light brown hair judging by his military style haircut. I caught myself wishing I could see his smile. But no such luck, he just leaned there with a straight face, his eyes focused intensely on me.
Then I realized I had been staring and looked over at who I assumed was Adam. I had never laid eyes on either of these men until this very moment. But I had heard quite a bit about Adam and so far he was living up to the vision of him in my mind. When he smiled as he extended his hand towards mine and he said hello in the drop dead sexy voice of his, I knew without a doubt I could be hooked easily by this one. On the phone he had sounded just as delicious as he looked.
A silly grin on my face, I grasped his warm strong hand and felt a tingle of excitement run up my arm. Adam was nowhere near the size of the mountain by the door, but had the same air of confidence about him. His eyes were blue as well, but pale, a really dreamy color, if you ask me. His hair a darker shade of brown, I could easily run my fingers through to feel the softness. I couldn’t help but wonder if they were all as good looking as these two were.
Adam sat down in the chair and indicated with a shake of his head back towards the door. “That’s Marcello, my trusty sidekick.”
I couldn’t help but smile and glanced at Marcello, but he made no facial movement whatsoever. The thought crossed my mind that he didn’t approve of Adam being there and that really made me want to get him to loosen up and do an interview with me too. From the look of him though, I knew that wasn’t happening. Leaving it alone, I turned to Adam while I settled in my chair behind the desk. Glad I had dressed up, that’s for sure. Tugging at my shirt I noticed Adams eyes dart quickly to my cleavage and saw a tiny lift on the right side of his mouth.
“Thank you both, Adam, Marcello for coming.” I picked up the pen, poised and ready to jot down the answers to the questions I had already written on my yellow pad.
“Thank you for having us here.” Adam sat with one leg crossed over the other. His long fingers tapped a muffled rhythm on the arm of the chair.
I had to force my attention back to my questions. Taking a deep breath I began. “I would like to start out by asking how you know Blake and Amber.” I looked him in the eyes and he answered immediately with a charming smile.
“I actually met Blake a couple months before I met Amber.” Adam paused for the slightest moment as if preparing his thoughts and I wondered if he was choosing his words carefully, not wanting to disclose something accidently. The reporter in me picked up on that immediately; he didn’t appear to be nervous though. “I met Blake when he saved my life after I took a good ass kicking.” A sheepish, toothless grin crossed his face. “I met Amber when I was sent to the shelter.”
Now that threw me. I didn’t know there were shelters for their kind. “What do you mean, shelter?”
“Moonlight Shelter is a place where we are sent when there is no one to care for us, or the others just don’t want us around for one reason or another.” Adam glanced down at his lap, then back up at me.
“So in other words it’s an orphanage?” My pen scratched furiously as I took notes, scribing word for word what he was telling me. I underlined Moonlight Shelter because I would be following up on that one.
“Yes, it’s a type of orphanage so to speak, only they don’t turn you out after you turn of age. Moonlight is somewhat of a safe haven for anyone who doesn’t have a place to go.”
“Is just anyone allowed at Moonlight?” I watched his face for a reaction.
“The answer to your real question is yes. They do accept humans, but only if they are already aware of our existence. They would accept you there if you needed to go into hiding for some reason.” Adam spoke softly, his eyes never leaving my face when he added, “As long as you’re not running from the law.”
I already knew the answers to some of my questions. For the purpose of the interview I had to get Adam to tell me what I needed to hear, so I prodded him even though I sensed he was a bit uncomfortable. “I understand that it’s hard for you to speak so openly about this. Your, uh, people have always been so secretive.”
Adam cleared his throat. With elbows on his knees, he leaned forward and clasped his hands together while his chin rested casually on the tip of the forefingers and he stared at me. “Yes, it is very difficult for us to open up to outsiders. You are aware of what we are and for whatever reason I have been instructed to cooperate, so I will answer your questions.” He smiled to take the harshness out of his words. Lifting his hands up, spreading them apart he leaned back in the chair. “I’m all yours, I’ll tell you what I can.”
Adam began talking after that and I don’t know how he did it, but he answered every question I had without me having to ask. Although there were times I thought I was going to have to prod him a bit. Eventually he told me what I wanted to know, and then some.
“I know you’re waiting for me to say the word. So yes, I turn into a werewolf every full moon. We have what is called a Full Moon Phase which lasts up to five days. It’s never exact. After the initial change with the full moon, we can change whenever we want during the phase. Younger wolves have a hard time controlling the change, but that is where the pack comes in handy and guides them. Yes, there are wolves that have eaten humans. However, we try to refrain from doing so.” Adam scooted down in the seat and got more comfortable.
I wished Marcello would sit as well because it was a little intimidating having him standing by the door as if on guard. But he didn’t budge when I offered again while he shook his head like before. The look that crossed his face when I motioned towards the chair made me wonder if he had read my mind about not breaking my new chair, but that couldn’t be because werewolves can’t read minds.
Adam continued with this story. “My father worked for the ranch Blake lives and works at as well. My mother passed away when I was younger, so I don’t remember her, so I live with my dad. I found out quite by accident about werewolves as I was still a human at the time. One night I happen to see the shift and I have to tell you. It scared the hell out of me.”
His eyes stared into mine; I think he was waiting to see if I would give any indication of being shocked at what he was telling me. I made sure to keep my face clear of all emotion as he continued.
“When Blake saved my life, he and I became really good friends and that is when I met Amber, who happens to be one of the most beautiful women.”
A grin spread across his face when his eyes met mine before glancing over his shoulder at Marcello who still hadn’t moved, not one inch, Adam shook his head, his smile widening.
I wondered if they were communicating telepathically like I heard they could do.
“I was there only a couple weeks before Amber got into major fight with Stacy and ended up fleeing the school.” I must have frowned at the word, because Adam explained. “The younger people call it school, because they have teachers on staff. We didn’t leave the grounds. After the incident with Amber, I didn’t see her again until she helped Blake at his accident.”
I nodded my head. I remembered hearing the buzz in the were world about how Blake had almost died.
“So, let’s get to the main reason we are here.” I didn’t blink when Adam’s eyes flashed at me. I was aware of the ways werewolves liked to try to trick people into thinking they had seen something, but not really seeing anything at all.
“Werewolves are born into packs, like Amber, that have strong ties with the Council. Because of her special birth she has abilities that not even I comprehend and she is still learning what she can do.” Adam released a sigh; he was finally getting to the part that I wanted to know about.
“Humans can be changed into wolves. There is a process called the Blood Ritual where the entire pack drinks a drop of blood from the inductee. This also happens when someone joins another pack. But there are other ways too. As in my case, I was out later than I should have been. The neighboring pack bit me. Instead of just killing me, the bastard left me there to bleed to death. Somehow Blake found me in time and finished what had been started, he turned me. You see, when a werewolf bites you, it is not always a guarantee that you will be turned. If he bites you in the right spot, you will bleed out, but you will not be infected with the virus that runs through our veins. Just piercing the skin and making the human bleed doesn’t do jack but cause a lot of pain.”
Then finally, he got to the point, the reason for the interview and told me what I was really after. “To be turned, the wolves tooth must pierce a main vein. The virus grabs onto the blood cells, once it reaches the heart there is no going back. The virus takes a couple days to take over completely as it overpowers and mutates the cells. The process is very painful. You will feel like you are boiling from the inside out. Your lungs become so tight you can barely breathe; your heart racing so hard you just want to die. You know that if it beats just one beat longer you are going to. Then the heart stops for a brief moment. The human dies and the wolf is born. However, this does not always happen naturally. There are cases where the human’s heart dies, but the wolf does not come through. Unless there is someone there to help start the heart, they may die as was in my case. I owe Blake my life, he saved my life twice. Well, more than that actually since we met, but that’s another story.” He paused then, a slight frown on his brow. “I would tell you more about Blake and Amber, but I don’t have that kind of time.”
Adam’s answers had only served to make me want to know more and I didn’t want the interview to end.
Adam glanced at the clock on the wall and scooted to the edge of his seat.
The burning question in my mind was about his other ability. I opened my mouth to ask when a brilliant smile slid across his lips again.
“Be patient love, I’m getting to it.” I heard a snort from the doorway, the first noise Marcello had made and it startled me because I had actually forgotten about him standing there. Adam grinned and continued. “Yes, I have special abilities and no it is not a werewolf’s natural ability nor was I born with it.” He paused for the dramatic affect. “I get visions, don’t always know when or where they will happen, but they always come true.” Again he paused.
I knew he would continue so I remained silent.
“We don’t talk about being a werewolf because most humans don’t understand. They try to kill or experiment on us to find out why we shift. We usually hide to change and yes, we do have our weaknesses, but if I told you, I would have to kill you.”
I swear his eyes flashed black then yellow when he said that.
“But the one thing I can say is that as a pack, we do communicate telepathically and our bonds are never truly severed.”
Adams eyes stared deep into mine, like he was trying to get into my head. Apparently he already had since he continually answered my questions without me having to ask. But for the life of me, I had no idea how he could hear my thoughts since I am not a werewolf. From what I did know, they were not able to read minds, but apparently this one could. The implications quickly sunk in and I wanted to crawl under my desk in embarrassment. My mind instantly went back to my thoughts on Marcello breaking my chair if he sat in it. Again, the grin crossed his face and I knew then that he was definitely reading my thoughts once more.
“I have to go now, but we will talk again.”
My fingers had begun to cramp from holding the pen too tight and writing so fast. When I heard him say this I paused, glancing back up at him. The thought of talking to him again was exciting and I looked forward to hearing more about his abilities.
“When we do, I will tell you how Blake and I met Seriana, but not now, I can’t give you any details on her, so wipe that thought right out of your head. She will be with me when we talk next and if she wants you to know, she will tell you.”
Damn, I realized that if he could read my mind, then he had heard my thoughts on how good looking he was and the naughty things that could be done to that scrumptious body of his. Adam gave a hot, sexy chuckle and I smiled then stood as he did. His hand clasped mine and held on for a moment longer than he had when we met and a warm tingling feeling spread through me. I don’t know if he did something to cause that or if it was because I was attracted to him, but either way it felt good. With a grin on his face he walked past Marcello and punched him none too lightly in the arm, pushed the door open and walked out. Marcello nodded his head to me, silently turned and followed Adam out the door.
I couldn’t help but wonder if Marcello could even speak and why he had tagged along, maybe he was guarding Adam for some reason? Hmmmm, there was something to think about, and another thing for me to look into. This had definitely turned out to be an interesting interview.
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About the Author: MaryLynn Bast moved to Las Vegas in 2010 from Texas, where she grew up. She works as a consultant with a contractor for the US Military, traveling from base to base across the US and around the world. Whenever possible, MaryLynn enjoys spending time with her husband, children and friends. In her free time she writes paranormal fantasies, loves to read and travel.
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MaryLynn also gave us a great pic of the live model used to represent Adam in Werewolf Bound (Thanks MaryLynn!)