Re-release of the same title, if you have the previous version please do not repurchase.
Dare Moon had wanted Steven Dell since the first day he saw the sexy wolf shifter. However, no matter how much he flirted Steven wouldn’t give him any of the hot smiles he shared with everyone else in the bar.
Steven had always wanted the perfect mate. Unfortunately all the wolves he took home didn’t measure up to tiger shifter who tended bar at his favourite hangout. Would Steven give up his dreams of a wolf mate and take what Dare was offering, or would he turn his back on his only true chance for happiness.
About the Author
Amber Kell is a dreamer who has been writing stories in her head for as long as she could remember. She lives in Seattle with her husband, two sons, three cats and one very stupid dog. To learn more about her current books or works in progress, check out her blog at http://amberkell.wordpress.com. Her fans can also reach her at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Read an Excerpt
"So how long have you been in love with my best friend?"
Dare dropped the bottle of vodka he was twirling. Luckily the expensive bottle of top shelf stuff landed on the anti-fatigue mat. The spongy rubber prevented it from shattering on the cement floor.
"What are you talking about?" He gasped. "I'm going to tell Silver to cut back your alcohol limit."
Anthony gave a graceful shrug as he sipped on his fruity alcoholic drink. "Silver's not overly concerned about my alcohol limits. I don't drink all that much." He blinked his stunning amber eyes at Dare. "Now about Steven. If you're not in love with him, why do you stare at him like you want to pounce and take him down like a squeaky mouse?"
Sighing Dare gazed across the room at the dark-haired wolf trolling for someone to take home. "Nothing's going on with Steven and looking is as far as I'll ever get. He won't even talk to me for more than a drink order. He doesn't want a cat."
And fuck if that didn't break his heart.
"As much as I love him, my friend is an idiot. In over a year none of those pieces of ass he picked up touched a fraction of his heart. He's just determined to have a wolf mate because his adoptive parents are human and he's always yearned for a pack."
Dare blinked back tears, dipping his head so the empathetic alpha mate wouldn't notice. "I can't give him a pack, weretigers only meet to mate."
"Shit, Dare. I can give him a pack if he fucking wants a pack. What he needs is a soul mate and it's my job, or so Silver keeps telling me, to watch out for the packs best interests. Well the packs best interest is for its fabulous bartender to be happy."
Small bolts of lightningflashed in the beautiful blond's eyes; a sign of a storm of the worst sort. An Anthony storm. Shit. It took a lot to upset the sweet-natured alpha mate but he was an unstoppable force when he was crossed.
Before he could say anything more Anthony was marching across the busy dance floor. With a talent that was mystically the alpha mate's he walked directly to his friend while everyone in his path moved out of his way in a smooth natural style as if they were never even there.
Standing on his tiptoes Dare watched the smaller man approach his friend. He briefly got a glimpse of Anthony pulling something out of his pocket. But by then it was too late.