Here's the blurb and a tiny excerpt...
Mackenzie MacLachlan knows what it’s like to live in the shadow of greatness. Not only is she the youngest daughter of the respected Alpha of Pack MacLachlan, but the baby sister of Phoebe, The United Council of Supernaturals’ greatest Hunter and close, personal friend to Caia Ribeiro. Like most girls, Mac wants to be like her heroine of a big sister – a kick-ass, renowned Hunter. But her dad has other plans for her. Determined to keep their bloodline in leadership, her father is certain Mac is fated to mate with the next Alpha of the Pack. That means no action and no travelling the world enforcing the new laws. Instead she’ll be stuck in the same town she grew up in, mated to one of the young lykan males she has no time or patience for.
Quinton Sinclair also knows what it’s like to live in the shadow of greatness. His big brother, John, died a hero in the Great Battle for Concord. Quinn knows he can never live up to John’s legacy, especially when all he wants to do is head off to college and pursue his dream of becoming a writer. But with a father still grieving for his hero son, Quinn is finding it impossible to refuse his dad’s plans for him. He wants Quinn to be the next Alpha of Pack MacLachlan; even if it means dumping his human girlfriend to pursue the stuck up princess of The Pack, Mackenzie.
Adamant their judgemental assumptions of one another are correct, Mackenzie and Quinn have never seen eye to eye. But when Phoebe is kidnapped while on a top priority assignment and Mac takes off on her own, believing she alone can find her sister, Quinn follows her, determined to save the impetuous lykan from inevitable disaster. And perhaps, just maybe, as they tumble into a danger far bigger than two small town teens can handle, Mackenzie and Quinn will discover they have a lot more in common than just a pack name.
Discrimination will not be tolerated under the laws of the United Council of Supernaturals. Any supernatural found guilty of persecuting another for reasons of race, sex, sexual orientation, social status, or age will be charged for violation against the Equality & Diversity Act (of the UCS).
A teaser from Mac's P.O.V.
“He’s gorgeous.” Rachel whined, pushing Jack out the way to slide in beside Mac and Jennifer. Jack grumbled but moved over to talk to the guys, used to his twin sister treating him like a pet dog.
Mac knew immediately Rachel was talking about Quinn. “I’m eating Rach. I’d prefer not to vomit it all back up, thank you very much.”
“You are so in denial.”
She snorted and glowered over at Quinn’s table again. He leaned back in his chair, grinning at something Kerr was saying, his arm draped around the back of Peighton DeLongpre’s chair. Peighton was just as golden as Quinn, with her blonde hair and gold and white cheerleading uniform. Peighton was grinning too, snuggling into Quinn’s side, basking in the warmth of her boyfriend’s glory.
Ugh, gag me, Mac sighed.
Quinn and Peighton had been dating for the last nine months and Mac still rolled her eyes every time she remembered the day she had heard Peighton talk on and on in the girl’s bathroom about how she was Quinn’s soul mate; and how she knew him better than anyone. Hah! She didn’t know his ass got even hairier twice a month when they went for pack runs now did she? Idiot child.
“I sort of hate him,” Mac reminded Rachel and ripped off another bite of her burger. She could tell Rachel didn’t believe her but Jen ducked her head to hide her face. Jen believed her - she just didn’t feel the same way about him. After all…he was Jen’s cousin.
A teaser from Quinn's P.O.V.
“Pack run tonight instead of Sunday. Devero can’t shield our activities then. The damn magik has a date on Sunday he can’t break and you know Alistair hates using magiks he doesn’t know. So Devero’s agreed to mask the run tonight.”
Quinn slumped in his seat. Great. “I have a date with Peighton tonight.”
He knew it was the wrong thing to say before he said it. His dad’s fork clattered to his plate and he glared at his son. “I thought I told you to break up with that girl already. You should be concentrating on Mackenzie.”
“Dad, Mackenzie hates me. Deal with it.” He didn’t add that he thought Mackenzie was a snotty, judgemental little princess. His dad would have smacked him up side of the head for disrespecting the Alpha’s daughter.
Isla reached over to touch his hand. “I’m sure that’s not true, but Rick,” she turned soothingly to her mate, “Quinn’s with Peighton. You can’t expect him to just dump her. They care about one another."
Rick turned his ferocious glare on her. “They have no future together.”
An infuriating feeling of impotence tightened Quinn's chest and the anger just blasted out of him. He threw back his chair, shoving his plate into all the other dishes on the table. With one last look of disgust thrown in his father’s direction, Quinn charged out of the room before he said or did something he’d regret.