(Silver Tip Pack #1)
by Megan Erickson
Release Date: November 14, 2016
About Daring Fate
We all have tragic backstories in today’s world...
I wake up chained to the wall of a dark cell aware of two things: I failed my sister, and I smell my enemy.
When I’m taken to meet Dare, the alpha of the Silver Tip pack, I’m sure I’m about to lose my throat. The last thing I expect is for the Alpha to recognize me as his fated mate. No way is he going to let me go now, and I still have to find a way to rescue my sister.
As I plot my escape to save her, I find that if I leave, Dare could be killed by power-hungry members of his pack. And now he’s more to me than my fated mate—my heart is involved. With time ticking by on my sister’s life, I have to make a choice I never thought I’d face—my sister’s life or my mate’s? That’s if I can survive the undead shifters intent on killing me first…
Read my -starred review of Daring Fate.
Add Daring Fate on Goodreads.
An Excerpt from Daring Fate
Footsteps sounded above and, despite Reese’s posture, I went right to him, shielding him with my body. He huffed against my chest, then settled his hands tentatively on my hips.
Noweres smelled like rotting corpses left out in the sun for five days. Even protected by the small ledge above us, the stench surrounded us, and I had to bury my nose in the crook of my arm. All around me, my pack members gasped for breath and blinked through watery eyes while trembling at the sounds of the chatter above us, the roars and growls, all which swirled to deafening levels. I couldn’t hear myself think, couldn’t do anything but press closer to Reese, whose entire body was shaking. He clung to me tighter, pressing his forehead against my chest.
By the sounds of it, the Nowere pack was large, maybe fifty to seventy-five strong, and we’d be no match for them, even if all of us shifted. My little wolf would be overpowered in a second, no matter how much I tried to protect him.
The Nowere brain had one function and that was to detect living things and consume them or turn them. They had a keen sense of smell and poor eyesight. Their frustrated grunts and stomps above, which rained dirt and stones down on our heads, told me they smelled us.
Noweres were dumb, but I wouldn’t put it past them to somehow slip off the cliff and land right on our little ledge. I wasn’t sure how long we were there, huddled together as the Noweres stomped above us. But eventually the chatter began to retreat and the footsteps lessened. I was breathing easier when a fist-sized rock crashed to the ledge floor, then four-foot claws curled over the edge of the cliff right near my head.
I held up my hand to signal silence, never taking my eyes off those claws. The panic was welling up inside me, for Reese, for my pack. For myself. I stuffed it down, calling on every bit of alpha I had in me.
A gust of air blew a cloud of dirt in front of the ledge, a Nowere exhale, which brought with it another cloud of stench, then the chattering started. I glanced at my pack, who were staring at the claws and at me, like do something.
The air heated from the Nowere body and our breaths. Fear swirled in the air like a dust cloud, and I hoped like hell it didn’t tip into panic.
The foot claws uncurled and disappeared. I held my breath for one second, two, and then in a shower of dust and rotting fur, a Nowere crashed to the cliff in front of us.
I shoved Reese back into the cave and shifted immediately to my Were form as the Nowere flailed, trying to gain its balance as it scrambled for purchase on the edge. Its teeth chattered in time with my racing heart as my bones morphed. Just as it regained its footing, I finished my shift.
The Nowere threw his head back on a roar, and we met on the ledge in a clash of claws.
About Megan Erickson
Megan Erickson is a USA Today bestselling author of romance that sizzles. Her books have a touch of nerd, a dash of humor, and always have a happily ever after. A former journalist, she switched to fiction when she decided she likes writing her own endings better.
She lives in Pennsylvania with her very own nerdy husband and two kids. Although rather fun-sized, she’s been told she has a full-sized personality. When Megan isn’t writing, she’s either lounging with her two cats named after John Hughes characters or… thinking about writing.
Connect with Megan
Books by Megan Erickson
Trust the Focus
Focus on Me
Out of Frame
Make it Count
Make it Right
Make it Last
Mechanics of Love
Changing His Game
Playing for Her Heart
Tied to Trouble
Leveling the Field
Cyberlove (co-written with Santino Hassell)
A Q&A with Megan Erickson
1. Silver Tip Pack is your first paranormal romance series. What made you decide to shift genres?
I didn’t really intend to switch genres. But I love to read paranormal, and particularly shifters, and the idea for this series came to me. I thought why not, and started writing. I thought it wouldn’t go anywhere to be honest, just an outlet for me to write something fun. Then I really fell in love with the book and wanted to share it!
2. Daring Fate introduces readers to a pack of wolf shifters. What inspired you to go with shifters over other paranormal characters and how did you come up with the idea of having undead shifters?
I just LOVE shifters. I’ve always been into werewolves. I love reading shifter romances. I’m very obsessed with the Underworld movies, which pits vampires against lycans (werewolves).
When the idea came to me, I knew it wouldn’t be set in modern-day. Everything about Reese and Dare and their circumstances were post-apocalyptic to me. I find The Walking Dead fascinating in that there is a common threat—walkers—but then there are also real, very terrifying human threats. I think it’s interesting to explore how different people think society should be rebuilt after a disaster. So I wanted the shifter packs in my series to be at odds with the undead shifters, as well as each other.
3. If you could cast any actors in the roles of Reese and Dare, who would you choose and why?
Well I love Jason Momoa, and I think he’d portray a good Dare, who is huge and brooding and can be scary but has a big heart. Joe Manganiello would be a good pick too.
As far as Reese, I picture a snarky Colton Haynes.
4. If you were trapped in an elevator and had to choose between being bitten by a werewolf and a zombie, which would you go with and why?
Werwewolf! Hands down. I want to be a wolf! Turn me, baby.
5. If you were a shifter, which animal would you choose to shift into and what would precipitate your shifting from one form to the other (i.e. full moons for wolves, etc.)?
I would really love to be a big cat, like a black panther. I’d want to be able to shift whenever I wanted to!
6. You have the whole weekend free of personal and professional responsibilities. How would you spend it?
Doing something fun with my family—like taking the kids to a local trampoline park. And date nights with my husband!
7. What words of wisdom can you share with aspiring authors who look up to you as their inspiration?
I would say to find what fills your creative well and try not to let it run dry. I think it’s important to treat this like a job, but it’s also a creative job. And you can’t be creative if you’re well is dry. Take care of yourself, and your words will show it! It’s okay to hate your writing at times, but push through. And it’s ALWAYS okay to love your writing and show it.
Thank you to Megan Erickson for taking the time to answer my questions and to Keyanna Butler for facilitating. ♥