How will Mia take it when the werewolf that saved her said she was his mate? How far will the rogue wolf go to claim his prize? Mia was mine and if I had to kill him to keep her safe, so be it. A smart wolf would stay away, but he kept hunting her and trying to take her away from me. Instead, she lobbed names at me, and none of them can be repeated. You would think she would be grateful, maybe even smile, hell, a thank you would be nice. I thought being alpha was tough, but running through the forest at top speed to save your would be mate? My job had nothing on that. I think I may have hit my head or had too many beers. Yup, wearing nothing but his birthday suit. The worst, or is it the best part, was that my rescuer was naked. I had a few beers, a few laughs and then he started hunting me. I just wanted a change of scenery, a little party, one last hurrah before our big college graduation. Even Jacks presence hadn’t diminished it all that much. That is until a wolf started hunting me like I was the tastiest morsel in all the fairytale lands or would that be la-la land? I really needed a night of fun, that’s for damn sure! Dressing up like little red riding hood and parading around a dark forest seemed like a brilliant idea. Actually, who knew, maybe there were more. Jack, my boyfriend of four years, was sleeping with another woman. I was being hunted, tracked, and I was literally running for my life.
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