Forever Werewolf: Forever Werewolf\Moon Kissed (Harlequin Nocturne Series #145)

Forever Werewolf: Forever Werewolf\Moon Kissed (Harlequin Nocturne Series #145)

by Michele Hauf

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ISBN-13: 9780373885558
Publisher: Harlequin
Publication date: 09/25/2012
Series: Harlequin Nocturne Series , #145
Edition description: Original
Pages: 576
Product dimensions: 4.10(w) x 6.60(h) x 1.20(d)

About the Author

Michele Hauf lives in Minneapolis and has been writing since the 1990s. A variety of genres keep her happily busy at the keyboard, including historical romance, paranormal romance, action/adventure and fantasy. Find her on Facebook at: Michele-Hauf-Author, and on Twitter @MicheleHauf, and also on Pinterest at:

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The stretch limo rounded a plowed country road that had segued from asphalt to gravel about three leagues south. The area was remote, perfect for a pack to live in relative privacy, though there was a village not far to the west. The village catered to mortals with a taste for quality skiing and secret liaisons in cozy cottage hideaways.

The gravel road was lined in frost-coated trees. The sky was white, the road packed with white snow. The proverbial winter wonderland.

A remarkable castle rose from the snow-blanketed valley and into Trystan Hawkes's backseat view. His father, Rhys Hawkes, had told him the fifteenth-century castle Wulfsiege was something to see. He had understated the remarkable structure.

Set in the Hautes-Alpes region of southeastern France, the multiturreted castle, forged from pale limestone, was surrounded by waves of pine forest, and mountains capped with pristine powder. The almost-white stone blended the castle against the landscape in an eerie effect that must have been a sudden shock to marauders from the past as they marched upon the fortressed structure.

A literal wall of snow, sheered off by a plow, fenced the left side of the road as they approached, as if a glacier, pushed just far enough, had decided to stop and rest for centuries. Pale winter sun glinted on the wall of snow and flashed as if across steel.

Trystan ached to ski or snowboard the gorgeous powder. His wolf pined to lope along the forest's edge under the moonlight on four legs instead of two.

"Should have brought along the board," he said to the driver, who pulled the limo to a stop at a massive iron gate coated with more of the hoarfrost and flashed his credentials to the gatekeeper. "Man, I'd love to shred that stuff."

"The Alpine pack hosts the games every other year," the driver said in a cheerful voice. "Edmonton Connor is the principal. Wolves from dozens of packs across the world show for the competition."

"Competition," Tryst muttered, feeling a blood-deep competitive streak flash through his veins. "Winter games, as in skiing and snowmobiling?"

"And snowboarding and two- and four-legged races. It's quite the spectacle. This isn't the year though. Next year."

Tryst gave a disappointed whistle. "I will most definitely be back."

"It's quite calm here today. One would never guess just yesterday the area experienced a fierce snowstorm.

Covered an icy layer of December snow with a foot of the fluffy stuff. Pretty."

Pretty, Tryst thought, but also dangerous. Mother Nature may be capable of producing stunners like the view he'd admired while driving up, but she could also be a bitch in areas like this set between mountains and valleys. Sudden storms could trap recreational skiers without warning.

"We've arrived, Monsieur Hawkes. Shall I wait?"

Tryst tore his gaze from the immense limestone front of the castle, where purple banners depicting a wolf rampant whipped in the wind, and dug in his pocket for his wallet. Then he remembered this was a limo the pack had sent to pick him up from the nearby village, and not a cab. Before that, he'd cabbed it from the airport to the village. The flight from the Charles de Gaulle in Paris had been rough. He hated flying, unless it was unimpeded through the air on a snowboard over extreme white powder.

"Must partake of the pow while I'm here," he muttered.

He lived for physical competition, and winter games were his sport of choice. Skimming down fresh powder, icy snowflakes misting his face, his body in complete control of the board—heaven. He couldn't believe there were actually games for his breed. Outstanding! Too bad he'd come here during a year when the games were not featured.

"I'd say drive on," he said to the driver. "I have to hand the package directly to the receiver, and it may take a while. Heck, I hope to have a look around while I'm here."

And learn more about the pack, was what he didn't say. Pack life intrigued him. He'd not grown up as part of a pack, and the allure of a tightly knit group of werewolves living together as family was irresistible to his wondering heart.

"Enjoy the weather, monsieur.''''

Tryst stepped out of the limo and tugged the small titanium case, handcuffed to his wrist, along with him. "Thanks, man," he said. "Be careful on that hairpin turn going out. That was a doozy in this long car."

The driver nodded and drove off.

The wind blew Tryst's scatter of hair across his face. Brushing it away, he trudged over the packed, icy snow that glossed the courtyard before the massive castle, eager to see the inside of this fascinating place.

"Wulfsiege." He loved the name. It conjured images of medieval werewolf warriors defending their homes and family against ancient marauders.

His father had been born in the eighteenth century, but he'd never regaled Tryst with tales of his past. Tryst figured his dad hadn't seen armored combat, though the man had certainly experienced defiance and struggle thanks to his mixed heritage of werewolf and vampire.

He paused, inhaling a breath of courage. Yes, it was required. For the haunting taunts of outsider lived in his brain. A slur used too often against him when he was younger and even, on occasion, now. Could he do this?

"Of course I can," he whispered. But a defensive clench of his fist was unavoidable. He never let down his guard.

A weird rumble, almost like thunder, alerted him. He cast a glance to the strange white sky that looked solid, as if he could take a bite out of it. "Couldn't be. Not in February."

Instinct prickled the hairs along his arms under the layers of sweater and ski coat Tryst wore. He cast a glance along the sharp wall of snow not five hundred yards from the castle grounds. Tryst tilted his head, wondering what he was looking for and sensing he should see it. But he did not, so he brushed it off as nerves. Never before had he entered a pack compound—or castle—and he wasn't certain how they'd accept this outsider.

Once through the doors, the castle opened to a vast space that resembled more a streamlined airport lobby than a medieval stronghold. While the interior limestone walls had been retained, the three-story space was all glass, steel railings, and an escalator even glided up to the second level. Not very sporting for a werewolf to take an escalator, he mused.

Tryst exhaled. So far, so good.

To his left, a wall of windows looked over an open-air stadium that featured bleacher seating set up against the castle exterior, and looked out over a snowy field marked with flags and a judges' stand. A person didn't need a seat in the open-air stadium to get a good view of the action; they could stand and look out the window.

Damn, he wished this had been the competition year.

A pair of males wandered near the glass wall, heading toward the hallway that led north and he knew by their familiar scent they were wolves. They lifted their heads, sensing him, and eyed him curiously.

Here it comes.

Tryst gave a friendly wave but lowered his eyes. His father had told him a little about pack hierarchy, and it wasn't wise for an unaligned wolf to hold eye contact with a pack wolf unless he wanted to eat his own teeth for breakfast. Hell, Tryst hadn't needed a coaching session to know that one was truth. Some things he just needed to learn through experience, and he had a wealth of experience under his belt.

The wolves approached him, bruisers with wide shoulders and hands clenched in fists. Heads lifted as they looked him over, their sweaters stretched across ample delts and biceps. While Tryst was tall and broad, and had a tendency to always be the largest man in the room, he judged the two to be close in size to him.

He offered his hand to shake but they stared at it. "Trystan Hawkes," he said. "With a special delivery for the principal."

They exchanged looks and one asked, "What pack are you with?"

"Paris," Tryst answered easily. He didn't say pack because he wasn't going to lie. He waited to see how long it would take before they figured out he was not official.

"Paris pussies," one of them muttered, and smirked.

"Wait here," the other said. "We'll get Rick."

They strode off, keeping a keen eye over their shoulders as they did so.

The adrenaline racing through Tryst's body crashed and he exhaled, his tight muscles relaxing. He'd passed that test.

"All werewolves here," he muttered after the wolves must have decided he wasn't a threat, and assumed their path north. He'd never been around many of his kind in any particular instance.

Admittedly, he'd led a sheltered life. Growing up in Paris, and homeschooled by one of his father's good friends, Tryst hadn't begun to associate with other werewolves until his teen years when he'd go out at night in search of them. Learning the ways of packs had been an eye-opener, sometimes an eye bruiser. Though he had never been part of a pack, he was considered an omega wolf, like it or not. And most pack wolves did not like him because he was the son of a half-breed vampire/ werewolf. Son of a longtooth was his least favorite slang term used against him. Outsider, being the most bruising and mentally damaging. But he'd stood his ground against the pack wolves and had managed to gain their friendship, if not a leery trust. From a few, at the least.

The lure of pack life stirred his wanting heart now. It wasn't that he'd not felt loved growing up—he had—but what he really wanted was to fit in, to be with his own breed and to know that kind of family. He'd missed something by growing up with vampires.

"Monsieur? Can I help you?"

As a suited young man who smelled like wolf, but who looked like GQ, approached him, Tryst explained, "I'm the courier from Hawkes Associates to see Principal Connor." His gaze darted quickly from the man's narrow shoulders to his polished leather shoes. "Are you Rick?"

"Yes." The man checked the iPad he held nestled against his forearm and then nodded. "That's Lexi's arrangement. Wait here. I'll get someone who can help you."

"No problem." Tryst saluted the man, who hurried off. "Real tight operation they've got around here." And not as imposing as he'd expected.

He started toward the north hall, the chain from his wrist to his case shushing across the titanium shell. He sensed a cafeteria close by for he smelled roasted meat. The crackers and peanuts on the airplane hadn't done much for his aggressive hunger. Hell, he was a big man; he needed fuel. All the time.

"Hawkes Associates?" a woman called after him.

Tryst swung around and sighted in a gorgeous, petite bit of darkness and light. Heeled white leather boots that rode to her thighs clicked on the stone floor as she strode purposefully toward him. A long white winter coat, pristine as fresh powder, swayed out about her knees. Her slicked-back black hair contrasted sharply with the coat, and the black, wraparound sunglasses flashed blue chromic lenses. She worked the winter Matrix look nicely.

Stopping before him, she hooked a white-gloved hand at her hip, which revealed she wore all white leather clothing underneath. The pose also exposed the white grip of a pistol she sported at her hip, but Tryst immediately knew it was a flare gun because he always packed one on any skiing venture.

Interesting. Matrix chick was sexy and deadly, in a safety kind of way. He nodded appreciatively. And a wolf, to boot? He could smell her wild pheromones enhanced with a burst of citrus, and his wolf howled inside at the prospect of standing so close to a gorgeous female of his breed.

Female wolves were not so rare in Europe as they were in America, but their packs and families protected them as if gold, and were very choosy about whom they were allowed to interact with and marry. Or so Tryst's dad had told him. He'd met a female wolf in a nightclub once, and indeed, members of her pack had carefully watched her every move. He hadn't been able to say more than "Hey, baby" when a bruiser had forced him to the opposite side of the dance floor where the vampires lurked. He'd challenged the guy to a fight, as his pride had demanded, and had limped for days after. Still, he'd counted himself a winner simply for surviving the beating.

It surprised Tryst this woman was out in the forefront and with no apparent male to guard her. He looked around. No guards posted in secret nooks, not even security cameras tucked at the ceiling or in corners.

"Trystan Hawkes," he offered, holding out his hand.

She shook it, firmly. The brief contact, though shielded by her leather glove, sent a scurry of excitement through his system. He was touching a female werewolf and no one was stopping him. A triumphant howl blossomed in his gut, and it was only with great restraint that he kept it silenced.

He wished he could see her eyes beyond the blue lenses, but the mystery heightened her appeal. Her mouth, prettily natural and not painted with bright lipstick, smiled softly, and Trystan imagined kissing those lush lips—

"You're here to see Principal Connor?"

"Er.. " He snapped out of the fantasy. He shouldn't even go there in his mind, because if he so much as looked at a pack female the wrong way he suspected he'd never get out of castle Wulfsiege alive. "Yes, I've a package for your pack leader from Hawkes Associates." He tapped the case. "I've been instructed to hand it directly to him."

"Of course. I wouldn't have it any other way." She appeared to assess him from snowcapped boot toes, up his white-and-gray snow camo pants and over his Gore-Tex jacket to his shoulder-length hair, which he never remembered to comb. And no, it was not red, it was auburn.

Tryst winked, just in case her eyes were on his.

She gave him a "really" tilt of her head, and he felt the admonishment, but that didn't erase the smile he could not stop.

"Wait here," she instructed. "I'll check with the principal."

"No problem. I didn't catch your name?"

"No, you didn't." She turned and marched off in a precise line that took her around the steel railing that curved along the castle wall, and out of Tryst's sight.

"No, you didn't," he mocked. "Tough chick. But sexy. And a wolf. Whew!"

The howl still clambered for release and his smile went full-on goofy. Tryst shrugged his hands back through his hair. He figured every wolf in the castle had to have his sights set on Miss No You Didn't. But had they spoken to her as he just had?

Didn't think so. He was so ahead of the game.

On the other hand, a gorgeous chick like her was probably already mated to the strongest, most alpha wolf in the pack. He shouldn't get his hopes up. But the fantasy was always a kick. And hell, look up glutton for punishment in the dictionary and his face would be featured.

A sudden unnatural roar lifted the hair all over his body.

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Forever Werewolf: Forever Werewolf\Moon Kissed 3.8 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 10 reviews.
BookwormReflects More than 1 year ago
Forever Werewolf: Forever Werewolf and Moon Kissed By Michele Hauf On occasion Harlequin publishing house offers a two for one book deal, this book is one of those occasions so to make it easier not only on myself but also for everyone who reads my reviews I will write a separate review for each book. I hope you all enjoy! Forever Werewolf: Trystan Hawkes has been tasked by his father to deliver an important package to the pack leader, “principal” in this case, at Castle Wulfsiege. Shortly after he arrives he is captivated by the enchanting Alexis Conner, daughter to the Alpine Prinicipal. As Alexis is informing her ailing father that the package he has been anticipating has finally arrived, an avalanche strikes the castle trapping them inside but with some of the pack out skiing at the time soon everyone begins a rescue mission even the Lone-Wolf Trystan. Soon as Alexis and Trystan become closer they soon realize each one has a secret, Trystan is not full blooded werewolf but mixed with vampire, and Alexis hides behind her blue sunglasses. Not only must they overcome their differences but each must contend with the entire Alpine Pack. There is no way my brief synopsis could have done this novel justice; this novel alone has at least four story lines all intertwining into a seamless and fascinating world of Werewolves. Though this is a romantic fantasy it is not what you expect, yes it gets rather “steamy” in some parts but the world that Michele Hauf has brought to life is so captivating. Not only does this author blend the storylines into a flawless novel she also captures the scene, from the beautiful landscape of the Alpine mountains, to the relationships between each of the characters, and even if you have not read any of her novels, which this is my first, the characters she introduces from previous works do not fall flat in this novel. This first novel definitely sets an exceptional tone for this anthology. Moon Kissed: Belladonna Reynolds loves to stay fit and being a flamenco dancer it comes with the territory, one night as she is jogging she runs into a bit of trouble in the form of three bloodthirsty vampires. Luckily she runs into an abandoned warehouse to hide and straight into the arms of Severo a werewolf. As Severo is holding her in his arms he realizes that the connections he feels to this woman can only mean one thing, that she is destined to be his mate. This is just the beginning as the vampires soon begin to stalk Bella and Severo vows to protect her. This novel doesn’t get really good until about chapter eight before that it is more a “Romantica” and has less of a storyline, but once it does kick off the book is fantastic. It turns out Bella’s best friend who also happens to be a man, is dating a vampire which Severo had nick named Elvira in years past for her outrageous appearance. When it comes to light that Elvira is the jealous sort it leaves Bella in a world of trouble. Though I read this one along with Forever Werewolf, this one was not as well written as the first but it still held its own, it is a quick and fun read even if it does start off a bit slow story wise.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Lily_F More than 1 year ago
A 2 for 1 Werewolf romance treat! This Harlequin novel is actually two stories in one. 'Forever Werewolf' and 'Moon Kissed', both werewolf/shifter stories. I had different opinions of both, so I took the average rating to give the book its overall of 3 stars. I have decided in this case to review each story separately. 'Forever Werewolf' 2/5 stars Pros: Trystan is what you would expect from any Harlequin type story, at least as a first impression. Strong, muscled, beautiful male specimen, who also had an unbelievable heart that is constantly focused on others over himself. Lexi is the frosty pure-blood werewolf princess who is reserved and prefers to keep her distance. Both have secrets, and both are undeniably drawn to each other. Secrets don't stay hidden for long, and once disclosed, it could threaten their new budding romance. A hateful villain. That is a pro. If you can get me to dislike a character this much means you did a great job of fleshing this character out. Cons: Trystan felt like the kind of male character you would want to fantasize about. But once he met Lexi, he became a puppy of a man. Sometimes his interactions felt immature to me, he seemed overly eager for a moment of her time, and those glimpses of that side of him conflicted heavily with the man he was initially protrayed to be. The villain was pretty hateful, but the conflict that he created for Trystan was so downright unbelievable considering the proof that had already been obtained, that I literally shook my head in disbelief. Those that believed him were either downright idiotic, or held absolutely no common sense. Overall the plot was pretty weak, though the romance between the two main characters was sweet and heartwarming. 'Moon Kissed' 3.5/5 stars So glad I stuck it out to read the second story. I enjoyed this one more than the first. Pros: More werewolves and vampires. No complaints. Severo is sexy, dark, strong, and has an animal magnetism that just leaked from the books' pages. His sole purpose becomes protecting Bella, and that is very sigh worthy. Bella is an intriguing character. She appears to be quite independent, headstrong and free spirited. Their sexual chemistry is through the roof. Their intimate scenes together were super sexy. This plot was better developed and I was more intrigued by it than the first story. There are a lot of twists in this story and the ending was pretty unpredictable. I was not sure how the conflict that arose towards the end that threatened their love for each other was going to be resolved. Cons: Severo was a little too aggressive for my liking. He was incredibly controlling, possessive and jealous. I was a bit turned off by some of his behavior. As independent as Bella seemed in the beginning, she completely gives herself over into Severo's protection and seems to readily accept being completely dependent on him. It seemed out of character based on my first impression of her. Severo had three forms: human, were, and wolf. There were a lot of references to his were form that made it sound unique. What the hell did the were form look like? You don't get much of a description until close to the end. Would have been more beneficial in the beginning, especially for us visual readers over here! Each story had elements that I enjoyed even though I wished for improvement in the plot. Even if I pick up an erotic tale, I still expect a well fleshed out storyline. Still, it was an enjoyable read in the paranormal romance genre. * Novel received from publisher via Netgalley for review. *
JackieBCentralTexasJB More than 1 year ago
Read from November 23 to December 02, 2012 2 shifter stories in one anthology... BOOK SYNOPSIS Alexis Conner, princess of the Alpine pack and pureblood werewolf, hides a painful secret-she has never shifted. If she can’t shift, she can’t mate, and so Lexi resigned herself to a lifetime of loneliness. But then a stranger arrives, and Lexi senses that her world will never be the same…. A massive avalanche might be to blame for Trystan Hawkes getting stuck at Castle Wulfsiege, but after one look at Lexi, Trystan is not about to leave. Lexi is strong, smart and incredibly sexy. Not that it matters. Tryst is an omega-the fabled lone wolf. Even more damning is his mixed vampire heritage. Lexi knows that the vampire blood running through Tryst’s veins makes him off-limits, but what if he’s the one man who can rouse her inner wolf? Includes : Moon Kissed  Escaping from bloodthirsty vampires, Belladonna Reynolds ran straight into the arms of a werewolf. As a man Severo drew her in with his dark good looks; as a beast he astounded her with his insatiable sensual appetite. Whether afraid or aroused, Bella fled to his lair when threatened by an evil monster of the night....Severo tried to keep Bella--his mate--safe from the vampiress who held a malicious desire for revenge against him, but he alone wasn't enough. Now Bella had taken the form of his most cursed enemy. How could he desire the very thing he'd spent his life destroying? And even if he did, what would the werewolf do to Bella on the next full moon? My Thoughts Michele Hauf always delivers a sexy read whether it be werewolves, vampires or a mixture of the two as the main characters. In book one of this anthology we meet Alexis Conner who at first seems to be cold, aloof and forbidding but as we get to know her she proves to be kind, loving and passionate. Trystan Hawkes is an outsider to the Alpine Pack which Lexi belongs to and even more unsettling to her packmates he was raised outside of any werewolf pack and his parents lineage is that of a mixed vampire/werewolf sire and a vampire mother. Not a desirable combination to the pureblooded werewolves he is currently dealing with. Thanks to an avalanche that causes road blockage Trystan has no choice but to stay at Lexi's fathers Castle and take his chances with the pack bully who proves to be more of a threat than anyone thought, including Lexi as he is after all her father's favorite and her sister's fiance. The romance between Lexi and Trystan is one that grows from day one, even when the two are seemingly at odds they are exhilarated to be in each others presence and that soon becomes harder and harder for the pair to deny. This is a fast read that has quite a few moments where you will be wishing for Lexi to get a clue sooner, it has some scenes where Trystan's efforts to get Lexi to relax and enjoy her surroundings will make you smile, there are some reveals that take place that may cause you to roll your eyes and by the end you will have fallen in love with this couple as much as they are with each other. Nice story to lose yourself into for a few hours as you follow along through all the pitfalls that Lexi and Trystan face along their way to finding each other! In the second book Moon Kissed (Wicked Games, #2) the author takes us one step further with the obstacles faced by the main pair, Severo is a werewolf who has spent most of his adult life hunting down vampires. His fury towards the creatures of the night is something that is rooted from a tragedy in his past that still haunts him in his present.  Bella is one of the rare humans whose blood allows them to be a werewolfs mate, thanks to the machinations of an evil vampiress whose goal it has been to cause Severo as much pain as possible Bella is turned into that which he most despises. The man loves, desires and cherishes Bella despite her new status as a vampire. The question remains to be seen however whether his wolf will accept his mate or destroy her. This story is filled with action and is part of a series as well that first introduced readers to Severo, however in my honest opinion it can be read as a stand alone without too many problems as it really is not necessary to have knowledge of books prior to this one.  Both couples in this anthology must overcome their respective troubled pasts but when they do the future path they face together is one of joyous fulfilling love and all the best that life has in store for them together!  [EArc from Netgalley in exchange for honest review]
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Jutzie More than 1 year ago
Forever Werewolf And Moon Kissed by Michele Hauf Two Books in One Volume Forever Werewolf Trystan Hawkes wasn’t raised within a pack and yet they always intrigued him. Having a father who was half wolf/half vampire and a mother who was vampiress….he wasn’t always welcomed by other wolves, a vampire vs wolf thing. After arriving at the Alpine Pack to make a delivery for his father he becomes fascinated by the old castle and all the glorious snow around, Tryst was hoping to stay around awhile. Thanks to an avalanche his wish came true. Loving outdoor sports he could maybe get some snow time in but more than that was the beautiful princess who caught his attention. Alexis “Lexi” Connor had plenty of responsibility with her pack. And everyone kept a wide birth around her. Her thick walls helped with that. How was it that this Hawkes wolf could so easily get through those walls? His red hair, freckles and smile were one thing and his love of life made him seem carefree. Whereas Lexi just knew how to be busy. Her secrets had to be kept and because of those secrets….forever wasn’t in her future, especially with another wolf. From the get go of Trystan’s arrival everything starts happening, the leader of the pack has an odd illness that they can’t figure out, the avalanche causes him to jump in feet first to help rescue, he makes a quick enemy of one of the wolves (and Sven doesn’t even know about the half vampire yet!) And of course there is Lexi….the ice princess that warms his heart. You may want to read the previous books in the Vampire Series to have the whole background story; Seducing the Vampire & Forever Vampire contain the stories of Trystan’s parents and his twin step-brother and yes I wrote that correctly. Moon Kissed Belladonna “Bella” Reynolds enjoys running and keeping her body in shape, her dancer’s body. One night she runs down the wrong street, runs past the wrong type of men and runs into the arms of a man who don’t want to let go. But can she accept that he is more than a man and give him all he wants? Severo is a ninety something year old werewolf who feels those years when he’s lonely and tired. He has a deep hatred for the longtooth and is able to rescue a human beauty from them one night. He wants to let her go and be done with it but her scent won’t leave his head….or heart….alone. Could she be a mate for this lonely wolf after all this time? Michele does a great job of bringing her characters to life. You feel the loneliness of Severo and his hope that he can find love and have it returned. You feel the struggles Bella goes through as she has made it to this point in her life of never knowing about the paranormal world and suddenly has vampires out to hurt her and a werewolf out to make her his mate. This story is packed full of adventure and many twists and turns. It also may have you wanting to read the rest of the stories in the Wicked Games Series. Book 1-The Highwayman and Book 3-Her Vampire Husband. **Received through NetGalley for review **Sexual situations
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Um, how old r they?
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Looks:(wolf) a large strong grey wolf with electric blue eyes. Looks:(human) like Jacob Black but with electric blue eyes. Rank: Alpha male. Personality: fun kind careing good at hunting. Mate: Arya.•~~Tony~~•
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
NAME: Arya GENDER: female RANK: Alpha Female LOOKS: (human) dark brown hair to the middle of my back with grayish blue eyes, somewhat pale; (wolf) pure black wolf with ice blue eyes MATE: do not have one
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Form: Massive black furred wolf with silver streaks. I have long fangs and claws. I have orange eyes. I am mainly humble and calm. And i am always understanding. But i am tempered. I am willing to accept anything that anyone asks of me. I eat exotic animals. They have a taste which nothing can compare to. I mostly will be in the woods.