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Dangerous

Dangerous

COMING DECEMBER 11!

WOLF RANCH - 10

Pack Rule #10 – Keep control of your inner wolf.
I live alone on the mountain for a reason.
I’m dangerous—too strong, too aggressive, too close to feral.
But then she shows up—with sweet curves, sultry voice, and a scent that drives my wolf insane. 
A gorgeous human, pouring drinks at Cody’s Saloon and hiding a shattered past behind her smile.
I know the second I scent her—she’s mine. My mate. The one I was made for.
My wolf surges to claim her. But she’s just escaped a controlling ex who tried to silence her music, her voice, her very soul. My alpha instincts are everything she fears–I’m possessive. Dominant. Overwhelming. And she’s terrified of losing her freedom again.
I’ve held back my entire life. From the pack. From power. From the madness in my blood.
But I won’t hold back from her. Not when she’s what anchors me.
I’ll protect her. Please her. Put her music back in the world.
And if she’ll let me, I’ll make her mine—completely.
Even if I have to unleash every dark, dangerous part of myself to do it.

Main Tropes

  • Shifter Cowboys
  • Lumberjack
  • One Night Stand
  • OTT Jealous/Protective
  • Paranormal
  • Small Town Romance

BOOK SAMPLE:

BOONE

She’s here.

A scent in the throng activated my wolf. The delicious female scent had notes of honey and peaches.

Mate.

I’d heard I was supposed to know the moment I scented my mate, but it was hard to conceive how that would feel. I’d never felt it myself. Never imagined it since I’d lived so many years in a big city.

Now I knew: it felt like a switch turned on.

My brain told me it made no sense. Nothing got between a shifter and his mate, including logic and reason.

My breath rushed into my lungs in a huge gulp, and my blood traveled south to my dick.

I was instantly hard because of a scent.

Because of a mate I had never even laid eyes on. Thank fuck I’d come down the mountain to drop off that load of wood for Cody at his cabin, forcing me–the fucker–to come to the bar to get his payment in person .

Where was she?

Who was she?

I scanned the crowd, a hunter after his prey. I was sure my eyes changed color, sharpened. My nose zeroed in on that honey scent, but a Saturday crowd packed into Cody’s Saloon made it really hard to distinguish where the scent came from. 

Where was she?

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