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

“Get your hands off her!” Cyrus’s voice boomed from the bottom of the cellar stairs. Within seconds, he shifted and charged forward as Madoc released me and put his hands up.


“Woah, woah! I just gave Harlow her birthday gift. That’s all,” Madoc said.


Cyrus didn’t listen. Before I knew it, Madoc was on the floor, and Cyrus was on top of him.


“Cyrus, stop!” I cried. “He wasn’t doing anything to hurt me!”


Cyrus now had Madoc’s mangled wrist in his mouth. He looked over his shoulder at me with his wolf eyes and let out a low growl.


He released Madoc and slowly shifted back.


“What was he making you do?” he asked as he picked his cut up off the floor.


“He wasn’t making me do anything!” I shouted angrily. “I was just hugging him to thank him for my gift.”


“Why are you crying?” Cyrus asked, gesturing to my tears.


Chapter 42: It's My Party