When Harlow’s car breaks down outside of Gnaw Bone, New Mexico, she’s not expecting that the incredibly attractive man who comes to her rescue is part of a motorcycle club—let alone that he is a werewolf! But at the opportunity to start anew, far away from her less-than-squeaky-clean past, Harlow decides to stick around and gets a job at the local bar. Things are especially complicated as Harlow falls for Cyrus, the Beta of the Bone Hills Howlers while befriending and working for his sworn enemies, the Blood Dogs. But can Harlow and Cyrus bridge the gap between their two rival packs…or will their passion force them to break every rule? 
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Cyrus’s lips met mine, and in an instant, a rush of desire overpowered my senses. Our hands finally released one another and…he grabbed my hips, and soon I was straddling him.
I pulled away for a second. “I assume this is against the rules?”
He responded by pulling me back to him, kissing me harder.
Another moan escaped from my mouth as his lips made their way to my neck. When he reached my ear he whispered, “Tell me you’re real.” 
I laughed slightly. “I’m as real as they come,” I whispered back. I could feel myself just as aroused as he was. I wanted more, and when I looked into his eyes, I could tell he did too. 

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Riding with the Pack

“Do you know how to attach a PDF to an email?” Madoc asked, shattering the ominous moment we’d just shared.


“Wait—what? Was that your question?” I asked.  


He turned on his heels and hurried back to his computer. “Yes. I’ve spent the last hour-and-a-half trying to figure it out.”         


I was taken aback when I realized he was using a boxy computer monitor that was so large it looked like it could launch a nuclear missile. A burst of laughter slipped out before I could stop it. He scowled.


“Sorry,” I said. “I just realized that you’re using a computer that came out before I was born.” He still wasn’t amused. “Why do you want my help anyway? You could have asked anybody else to do this for you.”


“I like you.” Madoc shrugged. “In a purely platonic sort of way, that is. So...is that a ‘yes’ with the PDF?”


I sighed. “Yeah, I can help you.”  


“Amazing.” He got up from his swivel chair and pulled it out for me.


Chapter 23: Best Laid Plans