Mackenzieâs Pleasure
Navy SEAL Zane Mackenzie is a pro. No mission has ever gotten the better of himâ¦until now. Saving the ambassadorâs gorgeous daughter, Barrie Lovejoy, is textbookâexcept for their desperate night of passion. Though his job as a soldier ends with her freedom, he would sooner die than let the enemy harm the mother of his child.
Mackenzieâs Magic
Talented trainer Maris Mackenzie is wanted for horse theft, but with no memory of that fateful day, she has little chance of proving her innocence or eluding the villains behind the prize stallionâs disappearance. Her only hope for salvation? The handsome stranger in her bed.
Praise for New York Times bestselling author Linda Howard
âLinda Howard is an extraordinary talent whose unforgettable novels are richly flavored with scintillating sensuality and high-voltage suspense.â
âRT Book Reviews
âLinda Howard knows what readers want.â
âAffaire de Coeur
âAlready a legend in her own time, Linda Howard exemplifies the very best of the romance genre. Her strong characterizations and powerful insight into the human heart have made her an author cherished by readers everywhere.â
âRT Book Reviews
âLinda Howard writes with power, stunning sensuality and a storytelling ability unmatched in romance drama. Every book is a treasure for the reader to savor again and again.â
âNew York Times bestselling author Iris Johansen
âMs. Howard can wring so much emotion and tension out of her characters that no matter how satisfied you are when you finish a book, you still want more.â
âRendezvous
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âNew York Times bestselling author Catherine Coulter
PROLOGUE
WOLF MACKENZIE SLIPPED out of bed and restlessly paced over to the window, where he stood looking out at the stark, moonlit expanse of his land. A quick glance over his bare shoulder reassured him that Mary slept on, undisturbed, though he knew it wouldnât be long before she sensed his absence and stirred, reaching out for him. When her hand didnât encounter his warmth, she would wake, sitting up in bed and drowsily pushing her silky hair out of her face. When she saw him by the window she would slide out of bed and come to him, nestling against his naked body, sleepily resting her head on his chest.
A slight smile touched his hard mouth. Like as not, if he stayed out of bed long enough for her to awaken, when they returned to the bed it wouldnât be to sleep but to make love. As he remembered, Maris had been conceived on just such an occasion, when he had been restless because Joeâs fighter wing had just been deployed overseas during some flare-up. It had been Joeâs first action, and Wolf had been as tense as heâd been during his own days in Vietnam.
Luckily, he and Mary were past the days when spontaneous passion could result in a new baby. Nowadays they had grandkids, not kids of their own. Ten at the last count, as a matter of fact.
But he was restless tonight, and he knew why.
The wolf always slept better when all of his cubs were accounted for.
Never mind that the cubs were adults, some of them with children of their own. Never mind that they were, one and all, supremely capable of taking care of themselves. They were his, and he was there if they needed him. He also liked to know, within reason, where they were bedding down for the night. It wasnât necessary for him to be able to pinpoint their locationâsome things a parent was better off not knowingâbut if he knew what state they were in, that was usually enough. Hell, sometimes he would have been glad just to know which country they were roaming.
His concern wasnât for Joe, this time. He knew where Joe wasâthe Pentagon. Joe wore four stars now, and sat on the Joint Chiefs of Staff.
Joe would still rather strap on a metal bird and fly at twice the speed of sound, but those days were behind him. If he had to fly a desk, then he would damn sure fly it the best it could be flown. Besides, as heâd once said, being married to Caroline was more challenging than being in a dogfight and outnumbered four to one.