Clues for the trivia contest answers can be found in these three excerpts and in the “10 Reasons to date a werewolf” page here on this website.
Remember to put “TRIVIA CONTEST” in the subject line andemail your answers to me at:
katiecat.katduarte@gmail.com
The entries need to be received no later than 10pm on October 30th. Good luck!

EXCERPT 1 from Rise of the Wolf:
“She won’t always have your protection,” Creepy Fangs sneered.
“She won’t always need it.”
“What the hell is going on here? Who are you guys?” Hilary demanded. She forgot about the whole undead-drink-your-blood imminent danger and stepped out between her boss and the vampire.
Nathan Sutton grabbed her arm and pushed her behind him. She found herself pressed up tightly against his back. Even through their clothes she recognized the feel of his body, the warmth of him, the scent. And she remembered where she had seen those damn blue eyes of his before: looking up at her when he’d been the wolf.
“What the hell is going on here?” she repeated in a completely different tone.
“He hasn’t told you yet?” the vamp asked with his shiny, pointy grin. “Isn’t that just like a werewolf?”
Blood-curdling howls, vampires, werewolves? Help me, I’ve fallen into a nightmare of gothic clichés and I can’t get out! She hated to admit it, even to herself, but in a situation like this, it was nice to have a man’s broad, muscular back and shoulders to lean on. At least, it was broad and manly at the moment.
“Werewolf? My boss is a werewolf?”

EXCERPT 2 from Rise of the Wolf:
“Oh, by the way, we’ve got one of those ‘special’ customers waiting to be seated,” April warned in a much more subdued tone as they walked out toward the restaurant’s hostess station.
Hilary surveyed the line of customers in the waiting area and tried to guess which one April meant. Business had been good ever since the grand opening. Seemed the people of the far south suburbs had been starved for some place like Café Lotti, somewhere they could get a fine cup of Arabica brew. But that wasn’t what made them come back instead of going to the coffee franchise at the mall. “Coffee is just the beginning” was the Lotti motto and what separated them from the typical coffee, dessert, and sandwich places. The Lotti’s customers also had the lunch and dinner menu of a fine restaurant, not to mention the same service and atmosphere.
“The older couple in the matching windbreakers?”
April shook her head. “The handsome one in the red plaid shirt and brown suede jacket.”
(Later in the evening…and in the story):
“He’s still here?” Hilary’s tone had enough heat to singe lava.
April chuckled as her boss smacked the stack of menus down on the back counter to vent her annoyance.
“He’s still here,” she confirmed in more admiring tones, amazed at the way the man had made it seem natural to spend three hours to eat dinner. Plaid Man, as her boss had nicknamed him, had ordered the braised ribs, eaten his fill, had dessert, and lingered over coffee longer than any customer she’d ever known. Then he’d ordered more coffee. And another dessert. He’d already paid his bill, but still he sat where he’d plunked down at the beginning of the dinner rush. The man definitely had staying power.
Cyndi, his waitress, secretly pissed that he’d hogged one of her tables for so long, had named him best-customer-ever after he handed her a super-sized tip just minutes ago so she could go home.
April hadn’t minded his molasses-slow dining habits at all. She’d been savoring the sight of him ever since he sat down, his table near the front window in clear view from her hostess station. Damn nice window dressing, if you asked her.

EXCERPT 3 from Rise of the Wolf:
“You look like hell,” April said when she got to the Lotti that afternoon.
“Don’t get me started. And just when do you think they’ll put up some street lights along the road, for Pete’s sake?”
“For Pete’s sake or yours? And I thought you didn’t want to get started? What happened, baby boss?”
Hillary smiled. She let April get away with the “baby boss” label because they were both the same age and because under her assistant manager’s small-town trappings, there existed a very sharp and clever woman like herself. April was one of the few people here in the boondocks who could make her day.
At first, moving to McKenna had felt like moving from a penthouse into a walk-in closet—claustrophobic to say the least—but she’d soon come to not loathe the small-town atmosphere, mainly because of April. Her assistant manager had quickly filled her in on the fact that a fairly good-sized shopping mall did exist only twenty miles away. One of the stores actually carried Anne Klein, though sadly, not Donna Karan. A super-sized Farm and Fleet store had also been built just ten miles in the opposite direction, which, while much lauded by the locals, Hilary would probably never visit. Due to the mall, the wifi at the Lotti, and April, she decided she could stick it out for the time it took to establish a steady customer base and train her successor. She’d have no problem leaving the Lotti in April’s hands when she moved up in the company.

