by Marian Tee
MY WEREWOLF HUSBAND (Domenico & Misty):
A Hot Billionaire Werewolf Shifter Paranormal Romance
By Marian Tee
What if you were married to the most handsome, powerful, and strongest werewolf prince on earth – one who’s in love with you as much as you’re in love with him – when one day he suddenly doesn’t remember who you are?
A strange twist of fate offers 24-year-old Misty the chance to save her loved ones from war, but it comes with a price. One moment, she’s the beloved wife of a wickedly hot alpha. The next thing she knows, she’s single and broke again, and still curvy. Also, Domenico Moretti is no longer a werewolf.
Worse, he’s turned into an irresponsible playboy, a billionaire’s black sheep son, and to save both their lives, Misty has to make Domenico fall in love with her all over again.
The catch: Misty can’t tell the human Domenico who she is or who they are to each other, and she has to capture his heart…in just one day.
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MY WEREWOLF HUSBAND (Domenico & Misty): A Hot Billionaire Werewolf Shifter Paranormal Romance
By Marian Tee
Copyright 2014 by Streak Digital Publishing
All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.
All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
Another typical day of his married life had begun. The thought was uppermost in Domenico Moretti’s mind as he switched the shower off and reached for his phone, which he had left on top of the stall. His training practice with young shifters had been cut short when he received a message about his wife Misty almost causing a fight among the Panthera.
Domenico speed-dialed Misty’s number. Ring, ring, ring. No answer. As expected. His wife was hiding from him, without a doubt. There wasn’t a day she wasn’t causing trouble and, Domenico privately acknowledged to himself, he wouldn’t have her any other way.
Stepping out of the cubicle, Domenico suddenly found himself face to face with a crowd of young fighters, all of them with envy on their faces as they took in their instructor’s physique. Although wolves were not the largest of all shifter races, they had always been the strongest, and this was definitely made evident in Domenico Moretti’s form.
The werewolf prince’s six-foot-plus form was packed with muscle, honed by years of fighting and killing vampires and rogue wolves. His face could easily be called beautiful, with the sharp, classical perfection of his angled face and blazing green eyes. But it was a beauty that had an edge, for there was no mistaking the power the Moretti pack leader’s heir possessed.
When none of his students spoke, Domenico asked finally, “What is it?” He walked towards the locker room, and his brow arched up when he saw them following him.
The boys came from just about every shifter pack in the land, ranging from age 12 to 18, and all of them eager to have this once-in-a-lifetime chance to train under the legendary warrior. Many of them had thought (and feared) Domenico Moretti would be a disappointment in reality. After all, he was one of the few shift
ers who successfully led a life among humans. The puny human race had even foolishly turned him into a celebrity, a billionaire whose face graced the covers of Times, Wall Street Journal, and GQ all in the same year. Also, there was the fact that he was quite the pretty boy. The prince didn’t even wear his facial hair proudly, unlike most wolves. So how could Domenico Moretti be as powerful as everyone said he was?
The answer to that question was what the boys had traveled far and wide for. If he was indeed as invincible as the legends said he was, then they wanted to be like him.
Today, they had learned the truth, and their groaning and aching muscles were the answer. Domenico Moretti was possibly one of the toughest taskmasters they would ever encounter. He was a strict instructor, pushing all of them beyond their limits. Perfection was what he demanded, and they found themselves working hard to give it to him. How could they not when, upon asking them to do fifty push-ups, Domenico did a hundred? When they ran five laps, he had run ten, and the heir to the Moretti pack leader hadn’t even broken a sweat afterwards.
After toweling his face dry, Domenico still found the boys staring at him. This was all Misty’s fault, too, Domenico thought in exasperation. She had turned him into a babysitter for cubs and kittens, and all because she thought he needed to be better at P.R. in the shifter world.
Curbing his natural impulse to snarl and frighten all the kids away like a boogeyman, he asked, “What is it?”
The young shifters gulped. The tone was cold and mean, making them feel the alpha wolf was a second away from snapping all of their necks…out of boredom.
Someone from the back asked nervously, “Is it true you killed vampires with your own hands?”
“Yes.”
Ooooooooh. A collective gasp of amazement emerged from the boys.
“Is it also true…you cried when your wife left you for a Faerie?”
At the question, nearly all the boys wanted to cry themselves. They were done for now. Domenico Moretti would go berserk and kill them all, also with his bare hands—
“Yes.”
This time, the boys looked like they were about to die of shock, and Domenico didn’t know whether he was amused or irritated. He would make Misty pay for this. Domenico knew it would have been better to lie. Unlike other Lyccans, lying was a skill of his, something he ruthlessly used to get what he wanted. But after his last lie nearly cost the breakup of his marriage, he had developed an aversion to it and found himself being more honest than he wanted – like now.
The boys were still looking at him, disbelief written all over their faces.
“You’ll understand why when you grow older,” Domenico said gruffly as he pulled on his pants. It was damn awkward to change in front of dozens of shifters all staring at him. Although he had a shower in his own private quarters, Domenico had joined his students in the barracks, not wanting them to think he was using his position and authority to enjoy privileges. But after this stupid Q&A, maybe it was better—
“Prince Domenico?”
Domenico was of a mind not to answer, but the quivering note in the boy’s voice told him it had taken the student a lot of guts to speak out loud. Pulling his shirt over his head, he asked, “What is it? And this better be the last question, you little punks.” His words, uttered in a menacing tone, had everyone laughing, albeit nervously.
“A-are you even afraid of anything?”
The question had him pausing. Something he was still afraid of? Domenico frowned as he slammed his locker door shut. The sound had the young shifters jumping, which almost made him smile. They really were still kids.
Only one answer came to mind. “Losing my wife.” He bared his fangs. “It’s my greatest fear, but it’s also my strength because it's what keeps me fighting…even in the darkest times.”
****
Thirty minutes later, Domenico still couldn’t find his wife, who had become exceptionally good at masking her scent. Catching sight of his younger brother on guard at the training field at the back of the manor, he swiftly walked towards Alejandro, unaware that by doing so the young female shifters training in the same area had all stopped to gawk at him.
Calys Adelardi, queen and pack leader of the strongest panther pack, paused in the middle of her instructions about self-defense for women. There was no point talking when every one of her two hundred students wasn’t looking at her.
She sighed. What was new? These Moretti brothers, and that included her own Cavaliere, always caused a sensation wherever they went. Cavaliere basically meant champion, bodyguard, and P.R. man all rolled into one, a role that only Alejandro Moretti could successfully play.
She glanced at the two brothers fondly, the way they looked so much alike with their ebony-black hair and green eyes. For her, Alejandro was the more gorgeous, but the others could be forgiven for thinking otherwise, Calys thought generously. He was, after all, the reason all Lyccan packs had a united front now.
“Have you seen Misty?” Domenico asked with a frown upon reaching his brother.
“Nope.”
Domenico scowled at his brother. “You know I can always tell when you’re lying, right?”
“I have been sworn to secrecy.” Alejandro’s tone was solemn, but the smirk on his lips belied it. However, his amusement became short-lived when his older brother’s gaze narrowed, his arms crossing over his broad chest before he said, “Queen Calys?”
Shit. This time, Alejandro was the one scowling. Trust his sly older brother to get his Queen involved.
Calys headed towards them and bowed at Domenico.
The action had Domenico bowing back, although he did glance at his younger brother questioningly afterwards.
“When she’s in her fighting form, like now,” Alejandro explained, “she sees herself as a warrior rather than Queen. So she’s bowing because warriors,” he said in a very serious manner, “do not curtsy.”
“Ah.” Domenico and Alejandro’s gazes spoke of their amusement.
Calys protested, “It would look weird if I curtsied when I have a sword with me, wouldn’t it?”
“Absolutely,” Domenico agreed smoothly. “Your attention towards proper etiquette befitting warriors is to be applauded. It is more than what I can say for your Cavaliere here.”
A frown marred Calys’ forehead. “Why?”
Alejandro cursed under his breath. “Sly bastard.”
“Last night, I caught sight of him with some of the younger male shifters, and I distinctly heard him—”
“Your wife’s in the forest. She left about ten minutes ago. If you go after her now, I’m sure you’ll have no trouble catching her.”
Without missing a beat, Domenico bowed low to Calys. “I’m afraid I’ll have to continue this next time. I must speak to my wife.”
“Oh. Of course.” After Calys’ bow, Domenico immediately turned back and walked swiftly towards the forest.
Bastard always had to have his way, Alejandro thought. And of course, Domenico had succeeded. How the hell had his brother known about last night? Alejandro had warned the boys not to ever ask his Queen for any tips about fighting. It could have led to a physical demonstration, and no fucking way would he allow any shifter to lay a hand on Calys.
Of course, if Calys had known that, they would have had a fight in their hands since she would have thought it “remiss” of her if she ignored anyone asking for help. Calys thought of herself as a superhero, and superheroes never ignored calls for help.
Glancing at his queen, Alejandro scowled when he saw she was still gazing at his older brother. “Stop staring at him.”
The abrupt tone startled Calys into looking at her Cavaliere, and she couldn’t help but blink when she saw the hardened look on his gorgeous face. “Are you jealous?”
Alejandro took a fistful of her hair, using it to pull her close to him. It took Calys by surprise, causing her to fall against him, and just as she did, he captured her mouth in a deep, passionate kiss. When he lifted his head, he said in
a low growl, “Does that answer your question?” But his hands were gentle as he helped Calys regain her balance.
She stood on tiptoes to place a quick kiss on his lips. “You know you have nothing to be jealous of. I love you,” she said seriously, “and you are and will always be the most beautiful man in my eyes. You are the strongest fighter in the land, the one—”
He clapped a hand over her mouth. “I get it.” His tone was a mixture of tenderness and exasperation. Calys had a knack of taking everything literally, and she also had a tendency to talk about him like he was also a real-life superhero.
Holding her shoulders, he used it to turn her around and have her facing her students. “Go back to work, my Queen. You need to remind them you’re a tough warrior and not just a woman who’s so in love with me—”
“Alejandro!” But one look at her students’ faces was enough to have her groaning, Alejandro was right, but unfortunately it was also too late to do anything.
Hands started shooting up in the air.
“Umm—”
Alejandro grinned at her even as he told the students, “Go ahead and ask.”
The girls let out an excited squeal just before the questions came at Calys in rapid-fire succession.
“What’s the best way to flirt with a Lyccan?”
“What’s the sweetest thing Prince Alejandro ever did for you?”
Good God. Why couldn’t she have been given boy shifters to train, Calys thought helplessly.
“What are the unofficial duties of a Cavaliere?”
Having caught the wicked gleam in her own Cavaliere’s eyes, Calys hurriedly slapped a hand over Alejandro’s mouth. “You are not qualified to answer that.”
****
Domenico found Misty a few miles away from the manor, crouched before a long stretch of sawgrass marsh. Most strangers to the Everglades thought the area as one filled with cypress trees, but in truth a good portion of it was made up of marshes such as the ones located within Adelardi lands.
