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    The Wolf and the Druidess: Druidry and the Beast, #1
    The Wolf and the Druidess: Druidry and the Beast, #1
    The Wolf and the Druidess: Druidry and the Beast, #1
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    The Wolf and the Druidess: Druidry and the Beast, #1

    By Cornelia Amiri

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    A Celtic Tryst With A Shape Shifter Twist
    Deep in the dark woods, Druidess Seren discovers a wolf shape shifting into the bare, muscular Celtic God, Gwydion. Seren's mind turns from the Samhain feast to wicked thoughts of Gwydion's gorgeous body.  Is the love Gwydion and Seren share strong enough to overcome barriers between an immortal god and a mortal woman? Or will a warning of danger from beyond the grave destroy the sensual magic brewing between the wolf and the druidess?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCornelia Amiri
    Release dateSep 1, 2016
    ISBN9781533771124
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      The Wolf and the Druidess - Cornelia Amiri

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      THE WOLF AND THE DRUIDESS

      (FIRST BOOK IN THE DRUIDRY AND THE BEAST SERIES)

      BY CORNELIA AMIRI

      The Wolf and the Druidess Copyright @2010 Author, Cornelia Amiri

      First published by Eternal Press in 2010

      All rights held by author. The reproduction or other use of any part of this publication without the prior written consent of the rights holder is an infringement of the copyright law

      THE WOLF AND THE DRUIDESS

      (FIRST BOOK IN THE DRUIDRY AND THE BEAST SERIES)

      BY CORNELIA AMIRI

      To a passionate man…all women are goddesses.

      In days of old, deep in the dark woods, Druidess Seren discovers a wolf shape shifting into the bare, muscular Celtic God, Gwydion. Seren's mind turns from the Samhain feast to wicked thoughts of feasting on the delights of Gwydion's yummy body. Will this new found love last beyond a Samhain tryst or will a warning of danger from beyond the grave destroy the sensual magic brewing between the wolf and the druidess?

      Chapter One

      Gwydion gazed at the golden apple dangling from the leafy tree as he commented aloud, Like Seren’s hair, dazzling in the sunlight. The image of her long, red-amber mane burned in his mind. He plucked the apple and tossed it in his hand while heading toward the salmon pond, yearning to steal another glimpse of her.

      He plopped down on a moss-covered boulder along the verdant bank as a silver salmon jumped into the air. Gwydion jerked away from the huge splash as the wise fish landed back in the water. A spicy apple scent danced in the air as he dug his teeth into the nectarous fruit. He ran his tongue across his lip catching the juice that dribbled from it.

      Sunlight shimmered on the clear surface as he peered into the pond. I beckon, lucid pool, reveal the lady I desire. Vision of beauty, appear before my eyes.

      The rippling water stilled and Seren’s image broke through. Rounded over even teeth, her full, curved lips captured his gaze. He craved a sip of the moist sweetness of her mouth, longing to press his lips to hers. His heart raced as his erection stirred, grew hard, stretched tight. He imagined Seren’s lips would taste as sweet as the juicy apple that filled his mouth. As he devoured the ripe fruit, his gaze clung to the curves of her body. He envisioned her unclad, bare, round breasts, a seductive belly button in the center of her taut waist, and a patch of tiny red curls between her creamy thighs.

      He peered at her shimmering eyes and her silky lashes that dusted the upper curve of her cheekbones. His gaze shifted to her white, gold-speckled robe as she reached up with both hands and pulled the hood over her head. Walking with the chief of the Ordovices among the herd of pigs, she pointed out those to slaughter. She spread her arms, draped by the flowing sleeves of her druid robe, and he could tell she was reciting a sacred chant.

      While Gwydion watched, he heard the footfalls of someone approaching him and he turned away from the pond to glance at the woman now standing above him. Tall, with a luminous complexion, and thick black hair draping from her shoulders to her hips, like a mantle. She parted her full lips, stained with lush elderberry juice.

      Happy Samhain, Gwydion. She had a wicked gleam in her eyes. Do you plan on seeing someone special this feast day?

      Happy New Year to you as well, Arianrhod, and no, I am just going to earth to drink and dance with the mortals for some harmless fun.

      Strolling to the edge of the pool, she glanced at Seren’s reflection. She’s pretty.

      She is, isn’t she? Gwydion didn’t care what Arianrhod thought. It was not her business who he saw or where he went. They were both gods, equal in power. He didn't care who she spent Samhain with.

      A druidess surrounded by swine. Arianrhod peered into the pond. She’s performing a slaughter ritual. The goddess pressed her finger against her cheekbone. You know who she is summoning, the pig you and your brother conceived.

      Hydchdwy is no longer a hog. Math transformed him to human form. He’s a great champion at the god’s fortress. Gwydion tossed the apple core to the ground. Only you, Arianrhod, would remind me of that horrid year I lived under Math’s curse.

      Well, what is family for? she quipped, then glared daggers into the pool at Seren’s image. Still, she seems beneath you.

      Does she? Gwydion let out a soft chuckle. I’d like to have her stretched out beneath me, on my pallet, he said under his breath.

      Arianrhod whipped her long black hair across her back and glided away from him, back toward the huge fortress with golden doors, four turrets, and six thousand warriors guarding the walls. Gwydion shifted his gaze back to the pond and Seren.

      * * * * *

      The big man clad in a plaid cloak, draped over a green tunic and checkered braies, tugged on the belt at his waist, then he turned his neck, banded by a gleaming gold torque, to the druidess at his side. We will keep the two breeding sows and do our best to get them through winter, which will soon be upon us.

      Seren nodded to Neithon, chief of the Ordovices, then circled the herd of grunting pigs with their dark-pink ears and musky, rose-colored snouts. She chanted, I invoke one of three, a triad son, sprung from Gilfaethwy the wicked. Hydchdwy the tall, noble swine, great champion of Math, grant the life of these beasts to me and mine for winter meat to feed our tribe. Blessed pigs, we give thanks for your sacrifice. Seren bowed to the squealing herd and left Chief Neithon and the nine warriors of Samhain to their work, while she checked on other aspects of the festival.

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