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

“You like it?” Cyrus asked as if he couldn’t tell by the expression on my face.


In front of my trailer, next to Cyrus’s bike, sat a vintage motorcycle with a paint job that matched my car exactly.


“I LOVE it! Is that a Triumph Thunderbird?”


Cyrus nodded. “1956,” he said with a smile.


“Wilderness green, just like your car.”


“Where the hell did you get this?” I started to get teary-eyed.


“It was my dad’s,” Cyrus replied. “The paint job I called in as a favor from a body shop in Skeetwood County.”


“Are you sure you wanna give this to me? I mean, if it was your dad’s?”


“I want you to have it,” Cyrus said, pulling me to him.


At this point, I couldn’t stop the waterworks if I’d wanted to.


“This is the most incredible gift anyone’s ever given me,” I said, wiping a tear from my cheek. “Thank you.” I pulled Cyrus down to kiss me. Then I asked, “Can I sit on it?”


Cyrus laughed. “Of course. It’s all yours.”


Chapter 40: The Sweetest Gift