Um þessa rafbók
My pack was slaughtered by a wandering band of wolves, and I’m the only one left. And guess whose fault it is that my pack got annihilated. Go ahead. Guess.
Yup. It’s me.
I can’t stay here because those wolves will kill me if I do, and I’m a big fan of not being dead. I stuff a few belongings into a bag and head to the airport. Montana is where I’ve spent every single day since my birth, but it is no longer my home.
I land in Moon Valley, Vermont to find the Alpha of the biggest pack in New England and plead for protection. He’s away on his honeymoon because that’s how my luck rolls. Now I have days to wait before I can speak with him. Shit turns even worse when my rental car with all my crap in it is stolen from a diner parking lot.
At least the burgers were good.
Without possessions, transportation, and family, I succumb to the breakdown that has been threatening me all day. I end up sobbing on a random sidewalk curb in this small town.
Where the kindest human male finds me and makes me smile despite my misery. Jasper Cavanaugh feeds me, offers me bourbon to drown my troubles, and gives me a place to stay. I then make a grave mistake.
I fall for him.
No pack can accept a wolf who bonds with a human. It’s totally against the rules. Now I have to decide what I need more – the protection of a wolf pack or Jasper’s love.
Other Series by Christine DePetrillo
The Warrior Wolves Series, paranormal romance
"Full of memorable characters with a solid plot and plenty of passion."
The One Kind Deed Series, contemporary romance
"The town, the people, the love story... a perfect romance."
The Maple Leaf Series, contemporary romance
"Fears, pride, love, passion ~ beautifully woven together with substance and depth."
The Shielded Series, sci-fi romance
"Great world-building, excellent emotional depth, and a great ending..."
Um höfundinn
Christine DePetrillo can often be found hugging trees, conversing with dragonflies, and walking barefoot through sun-warmed soil. She finds joy in listening to the wind, bathing in moonlight, and breathing in the fragrances of things that bloom. If she had her way, the sky would be the only roof over her head.
Her love of nature seeps into every story she tells. As does her obsession with bearded mountain men who build, often smell like sawdust, and know how to cherish the women they love. Today she writes tales meant to make you laugh, maybe make you sweat, and definitely make you believe in the power of love.
She lives in Vermont with her husband and many woodland creatures who defend her fiercely from all evils.
