The Heritage series starts out with the rather spicy courtship of Caleb Grayson, pack alpha and Lara Walker, a local veterinarian.  It starts with a game of keep away when two wolves decide they are interested in the pet bunny Lara has gotten as an Easter present for her niece.  Imagine poor Caleb’s surprise when he discovers the human clutching the bunny to her chest is none other than his mate… and she’s human.  With the persecution his pack has experienced, a human mate was the last thing Caleb wanted.  But when fate presents you with your mate, you come to terms rather quickly and get on with the wooing… even if said wooing involves draining her gas tank so she’ll conveniently run out of gas.  Too bad such underhanded tactics backfire on him.  No sooner is he offering to rescue the damsel in distress on his motorcycle than along comes a knight riding his ritzy car and taking over the rescue… Looks like Caleb is going to have a bit of competition.

Lara is the odd man out in the family.  She’s the wild child.  The rebel.  Rather than pursuing a career in the acceptable medicines, she had the temerity to study to become a veterinarian.  And it appears her parents will be doing their darnedest to steer her into an acceptable relationship.  So, when she meets the handsome Joe at a family luncheon she agrees to a business date.  Who knows it might go somewhere eventually.  At least, he fits the mold of acceptable in her families eyes.  But when she meets Caleb on the side of the road the tug-a-war for her interests begins.  When it comes down to it, Caleb is everything she desires and everything she shouldn’t want.  Joe just keeps slipping in the mire of her desire for Caleb.  Let’s just say with all his impeccable manners and acceptableness,  Joe doesn’t hold a candle to the spark that lights when Lara is with Caleb.  And when I say spark… I should say full on fireworks because the chemistry between these two is explosive.  Lara will have to come to terms with what’s expected of her and the free fall into lust and love she experiences with Caleb.  Is it enough to throw caution to the wind and take a leap of faith?

In the background of Lara and Caleb’s courtship is the very real threat of hunters and the obligations of family.  All in all, Wolf on Wheels is a nice set up for he beginning of a series that can explore a variety of suspense aspects.  If you like your paranormals hot and steamy Wolf on Wheels delivers.  It’s a nice length for an evening read.  I’m looking forward to seeing what’s next in the Heritage series.

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Caleb Grayson’s fur spiked and his tail swished with anger as without a thought or a care, Nora bounded off down the street, leapt over the suburban fence and was lost from sight. His orders to the pack had been clear. Bare minimum—travel in pairs. Stay together at all times. Watch each other’s back. The lure of fresh rabbit must have overridden duty and common sense.

The growl he released was feral as he took off after her. The rules were put in place to keep his pack safe. Hunters were on the warpath and they were after wolf shifters with deadly intent. He’d already lost one member to their violence and would not lose another. Humans, he made a derisive sound. They were uncaring and self-centered. He’d yet to meet one he liked. He pulled his muzzle into a sneer and bared his teeth at the thought of that race.

One giant leap had him over the fence and landing smoothly on all fours on the other side. Nora was farther up the yard edging closer to her goal, but she was not alone.

Frozen to the spot he couldn’t move had his life depended on it. It was as if he’d stepped into a trough of rapid dry cement and was stuck fast. His heartbeat had ramped up and his tail twitched at the sight of the divine human before him.
Awestruck, he snarled at the smaller gray wolf beside him. They’d talk about her transgression later. Nora was an adolescent and still in the playful stage of wanting to hunt live prey. Fresh meat was tempting but no excuse for defying his orders. She pawed the ground waiting for him to speak telepathically, but he was speechless. The female human had him dumbstruck and transfixed.

She was a good head shorter than he, athletically built with dips and curves in all the right places, and her spiral curls were the color of marmalade and looked every bit as rich and glossy in the lunar light.

It came to him in a flash then, this human with her emerald eyes sparkling like gemstones was his mate. He’d waited centuries to find her, had given up hope, and now, like a bolt from the blue there she was. Not even Lycan, but human. It was cruel, preposterous, but true. He had little tolerance for the species, but he ached to carry her home, cherish her, breed with her, howl with elation, but he quashed the instinct as his homosapien side surged to the fore—tread carefully, do not rush this—she may not understand.

“Caleb, what is it?” Nora’s telepathic voice quivered with unease.

He didn’t answer, couldn’t answer, so consumed was he with the human before him. Her shape was visible through the silk of her gown. The night breeze had molded the thin white material to her womanly form. She was a vision. He was grateful it was a she-wolf beside him and not a male from his pack.

As he continued to stare, mouth agape and tongue lolling, the breeze picked up and she shivered. Her nipples punched out against the flimsy fabric. He whimpered. His heart pounded faster now as if he’d run for miles at top speed over the rugged terrain around his Black Mountain home.

“Caleb what’s wrong, can’t you hear me?” Nora’s voice was high-pitched now and sharper than normal.

Before he could speak the woman took a small tentative step toward Nora’s midnight snack. She reacted on natural impulse. Her fur stood on end, a menacing growl emanated from lips drawn back in a savage snarl baring sharp teeth. Crouched low and ready to spring, it was enough to have him recover his voice.

“Stay. The human is my mate. Threaten her and you threaten me.” As he sent the telepathic message, Nora dropped to her haunches, and with a whimper assumed a submissive position—she would not dare challenge him.

The command was issued with his sight still glued to his female. The stiffening breeze had whipped the ginger ringlets around her face giving a halo effect, but when her eyes widened and she trembled, it pierced his heart like a blade. He hated seeing her frightened, smelling her fear, but at this point there was little he could do.