Thorne Wilder is big, black, and beautiful… and utterly fearless. He didn’t choose to become what he is, but he’s not going to cry in his beer about it either. He’ll do what it takes to get the job done. And he’ll drink anyone’s blood with great gusto. So why does the discovery that he has a mate… and that mate is none other than the interrogator sent to ferret out his secrets… take him aback? All he has to do is grab the shifter and run, right?
Sometimes you have to give up everything in order to gain it all…