Résultats pour "Kingdom of Wolves" dans Fantasy

With my identity in the open, I expect the Blood Pack to despise me. But…they don't. They still consider me one of them, but I'm not sure that's where I belong anymore. The traitor still lives among my guards. The fight to determine my mate begins. But my pack's at war, and the Tidals are still working against me. Despite my confusion, my ever-growing attraction and attachment to the Blood Alpha, and the many people determined to either claim me or kill me, I refuse to curl up and hide.

I'm not the witch my husbands think I am. I'm about as good at magic as I am at flirting, which is pretty darn bad. Still, I'm going to try to save them. Not just because it's the only way to save myself but because I want to. There's no life for me back home, but maybe, just maybe, if I can show my husbands I'm useful, their lingering touches and heated looks will become so much more… maybe their love will even bring me the home I've always longed for.

Things should have been amazing. But maybe I wasn’t meant for a happy ending. My world is falling apart. Between losing friends, more deaths in town, mysteries I can’t solve, and one of my lovers betraying me…it feels like I’m losing everything. Amidst all of this, there’s a stranger in town who’s set his sights on me, and I can’t figure him out. He’s everywhere I am, and the problem is, I can’t seem to resist him. Loving two men has been hard enough. But maybe all wild loves require sacrifice to keep them. The question is…how far am I willing to go to keep mine?

I ran from my fated mate. I drove to the middle of nowhere, where I thought I'd be safe. And somehow, I ended up here. Amarok has secrets. And it's a town filled with shifters. The very thing I've been trying to get away from. The two alphas in the town are determined to have me. But a killer wants the very same thing. Me? I just want whatever's inside of me to be released. They call me wild. But I just want to be free.

Als Bonus ist mein Auftraggeber sogar ziemlich heiß und unsere Kinder verstehen sich gut. Wäre er nur nicht so launisch und geheimniskrämerisch. Wenn Gestaltwandler nicht praktisch ausgestorben wären, würde ich bei seinem Benehmen denken, er wäre einer.