Wolf Haven
Author: Lindsay McKenna
Publisher: Harlequin Books
Pages: 378
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Format: Paperback/Kindle
Book Summary:
New York Times bestselling author Lindsay McKenna brings readers
back to Jackson Hole , Wyoming
U.S. Navy nurse Skylar Pascal is struggling to regain control of her life
after a traumatic crash in Afghanistan Wyoming
Former SEAL Grayson
McCoy has his own demons. But something about Elk Horn's lovely-yet-damaged new
nurse Sky breaks something loose. Compassion—and passion. And even as Gray
works with Sky to piece her confidence back together, something deeper and more
tender begins to unfurl between them. Something that could bring her back to
life.
But not even the haven of Elk Horn Ranch is safe
from dangers. And all of Sky's healing could be undone by the acts of one
malicious man.
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Excerpt from Wolf Haven
Sky Pascal moaned,
tossing in her sleep on the hotel bed. Her stomach was in knots, with the pain
radiating outward. She flinched and drew her legs up toward her body. The
vibration of the Black Hawk helicopter surrounded her. She could smell the
sweat from the bodies of the air crewmen on this flight to Forward Operating
Base, or FOB, Charlie. The odor of the kerosene aviation fuel was always
present.
She’d been asked to
fly along with Dr. Aaron Zimmerman to take a look at an Army soldier who was
thought to have appendicitis. They had been over at a different FOB when the
call came in. The FOBs were only forty miles from one another, and they were
the closest medical team that could respond.
Now the vibration of
the Hawk skittered through her. Sky was on the metal deck of the medevac
helicopter as it raced through the darkness to reach the soldier.
She was an
emergency-room trained R.N. and Zimmerman, who sat near the door, was a
surgeon, specializing in internal medicine. Two other combat medic crewmen,
whom she could not see, were nearby. The two pilots to her left were wearing
night-vision goggles.
The tension was so
thick it felt like a wet blanket around her hunched shoulders. Her mind raced.
She
was assigned to the Army hospital at Bagram Air Base near Kabul , Afghanistan
But now her mouth
was dry, and her heart was skipping beats in her chest. She was dressed in
Navy fatigues, the “blueberries” coloring standing out starkly against others
who wore desert-hued uniforms. Glad to have the forty-pound Kevlar vest on, Sky
lived for missions like this. They were exciting and scary as hell.
She knew there was
danger with any helo flight. The Black Hawk Army pilots, who were from the
black-ops Night Stalker squadron, were flying high enough so the Taliban
couldn’t send grenade launchers up at them. However, the Stinger missiles were
always a threat. One could blow them out of the sky regardless of their altitude.
Sky was a knot of excitement and fear, adrenaline leaking through her
bloodstream.
She couldn’t see
through the darkness because she wasn’t wearing night-vision goggles. Only the
four crew members were wearing NVGs. The flight wasn’t long to FOB Charlie,
located three miles from the Pakistan
Sky was told this
particular FOB was an essential stopgap measure to halt or slow down the
Taliban and al Qaeda soldiers trying to sneak into Afghanistan
Zimmerman had warned
her beforehand that this would be a dangerous mission because of the FOB’s
location. Sky had leaped at the chance. Maybe she was bored. But that couldn’t
possibly be. She lived on the same dicey border of stress and pressure in the
E.R. Night and day, men and women were brought in chewed up by the weapons of
war. She felt no small amount of pride in being part of the E.R. team who
helped save those lives. Now she was going to help a young soldier with
appendicitis.
The sound of the
engines changed on the Black Hawk. Sky felt a sudden lurch, the nose suddenly
dropping. She inhaled sharply, throwing out her hand on one of the litters
against the wall. Wearing a helmet, she heard the tense, short exchanges
between the two pilots.
Something was wrong.
She caught a whiff
of what smelled like burning oil entering the cabin. Her pulse ratcheted up.
A sudden shrieking,
screaming noise blasted through the cabin of the Black Hawk. The bird banked
sharply right and plunged downward. It happened so fast. The thumping of the
blades. Being thrown up against the skin, striking her head hard on the
bulkhead, nearly losing consciousness. Suddenly, they were upside down. She
hadn’t been able to wear the seat belt. The other crewmen were thrown around,
as well. Yelling and sharp orders from the pilot filled the ears of her helmet.
They were falling
out of the sky. The screeching of metal upon metal continued to shriek through
the cabin.
Her
mouth went dry. Sky bit back a scream. Oh, God, they were going to crash! It
was some sort of mechanical malfunction. Her mind swam with terror. Where were
they? She couldn’t see out the window! Gravity was shoving her hard against the
aluminum skin of the Black Hawk. She was scared. She was going to die!
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About the Author
Lindsay McKenna is
proud to have served her country in the U.S. Navy as an aerographer’s mate
third class—also known as a weather forecaster. She is one of the original
founders of the military romance subgenre and loves to combine heart-pounding
action with soulful and poignant romance.
For More Information
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- More books by Lindsay McKenna.
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It was very gratifying to read that Lindsay was one of the founders of the military romance subgenre. I think it's wonderful she can write about what she did while in the military and give her stories the authenticity that makes the suspense and action very real to a reader. And I sure am looking forward to reading this latest release of hers! jdh2690@gmail.com
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