San Francisco Wolf Pack Boxed Set

San Francisco Wolf Pack Boxed Set

by Kristin Miller

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ISBN-13: 9781633758377
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Publication date: 12/05/2016
Series: San Francisco Wolf Pack
Sold by: Macmillan
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 744
Sales rank: 75,914
File size: 3 MB

About the Author

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Kristin Miller writes sweet and sassy contemporary romance, romantic suspense, and steamy paranormal romance of all varieties. Kristin has degrees in psychology, English, and education, and taught high school and middle school English before crossing over to a career in writing. She lives in Northern California with her alpha male husband and their two children. You can usually nd her in the corner of a coffee shop, laptop in front of her and mocha in hand, using the guests around her as fuel for her next book.

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Kristin Miller writes sweet and sassy contemporary romance, romantic suspense, and steamy paranormal romance of all varieties. Kristin has degrees in psychology, English, and education, and taught high school and middle school English before crossing over to a career in writing. She lives in Northern California with her alpha male husband and their two children. You can usually nd her in the corner of a coffee shop, laptop in front of her and mocha in hand, using the guests around her as fuel for her next book.

www.facebook.com/AuthorKristinMiller
www.twitter.com/kristinmiller02
www.kristinmiller.net

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San Francisco Wolf Pack Box Set

The Complete Series


By Kristin Miller, Candace Havens

Entangled Publishing, LLC

Copyright © 2016 Kristin Miller
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-63375-837-7



CHAPTER 1

Life is not a fairy tale.


Melina Rae Rosenthal had lived her entire life repeating that mantra to herself. She'd kissed a long list of frogs, and put up with a lot of B.S. Today, however, made her question whether she'd been wrong, and incredibly bitter, all those years. She'd been asked out by one of the most eligible bachelors on the planet.

Prince Charming had finally arrived.

There was only one thing missing: a fairy godmother who'd wave a glittery wand in front of her face and turn her yoga pants into a puffy blue dress.

"I've got nothing to wear." Melina dove into her walk-in closet, tossing leather pants and a fur poncho onto the bed behind her. "What am I going to do?"

Her best friend Colleen squealed from the bedroom, probably ducking for cover. Not very fairy-godmother-like. "Just calm down. You've been skipping around all day like Little Red Riding Hood on Redbull."

"Not Redbull. Espresso." Throwing hangers behind her, Melina huffed and shoved two coats apart. "I've had six today."

"Six?" Colleen laughed — one of those witchy cackles Melina both loved and hated her for. She really was more like the Wicked Witch of the West than any fairy godmother Melina had ever seen. "You and Hayden must've really hit it off."

Merely hearing his name made the hair on Melina's arms stand on end.

Hayden Dean.

He was a San Francisco business mogul, millionaire, and model magnet. He was also scorching hot. Dark brown hair parted perfectly down the center with silky strands that nearly brushed his ears. Creamy chocolate eyes set against golden tan skin. Thick, swooping jaw, and a set of plush lips.

Totally Prince Charming material.

Before today, she might've settled for far less. She hadn't had a date with a real man in months. The ones she'd gone out with had turned out to be mama's boys, cat-callers, loud eaters, snorters, and scratchers. And if she went out with another guy who called her "Doll" she was going to scratch out his eyeballs.

She'd started to think the good ones were either already taken or dead.

"I'm telling you, it was magic. He's not anything like you see on E! News." They'd painted the famous Hayden Dean to be a stupid playboy. A chauvinist who cared for nothing and no one but himself. To her surprise, he'd shown her none of those things. "He's unexpectedly ... charismatic. And caring."

Two hours interviewing the drop-dead gorgeous hunk, and Melina knew he was the one she'd been waiting for. The guy plucked straight from her dreams. He was tall, dark, and unquestionably handsome — more so in person, if that was possible — so staring at him while she fired questions about his personal life wasn't the worst assignment she'd ever had.

And she could go off for hours about the trashy assignments she'd had from Celebrity Crush magazine. She'd worked as the Celeb Life & Style columnist for eighteen months, and longed to move up the ranks to Eclipse, the city's leading fashion magazine.

Every article was one step closer to reaching that goal and leaving the unrealistic demands of her editor behind her.

"I'm stoked you two hit it off," Colleen said, her voice laced with concern, "but they don't call him Hook-Up Hayden for nothing."

A subtle twinge in Melina's gut warned Colleen might've had a point. All those stories about Hayden's womanizing ways couldn't have been terribly off-mark. But how could she turn down the chance to see for herself? Guys like Hayden didn't come around that often, if ever.

"I think I can take care of myself." Melina squeezed between two Gucci dresses. Exactly how deep was her closet? "If you got to know him, you'd see he's different. Deep down, I don't think he wants to be that way ... the way everyone paints him to be."

Colleen huffed. "You really think you know him? Deep down? After two hours in Starbucks?"

"Maybe, maybe not." Melina's fingers gripped silky-soft pleats. "Gotcha."

She yanked a Prada gown off its hanger and burst into the bedroom holding it high. The dress was a gorgeous shade of eggplant. Grecian. Long and draping, with pleats on the gown and a dangerously low V-neck.

"Ooh!" Colleen crooned, jumping off the bed, her platinum blonde locks bouncing over her shoulder. "It looks like the one whats-her-face wore to that huge awards show last season."

"Yes, but this one's better. The V-neck is deeper, the skirt is tamer. The differences are subtle, but it's striking, don't you think?" She stroked the pleats, seeing the image take form. "I'm going to pair it with glittering gold Manolo Blahniks, nude lips, and the most fabulous earrings I can find."

What better way to make a splash at the Silverlight Awards?

She still couldn't believe he'd asked her.

Infamous womanizer Hayden Dean had leaned across their tiny table in the back corner of Starbucks, gazed deep into her eyes, stirring something in her chest ... and whispered the words she never thought she'd hear: Be my date tonight?

Not only any date. His date to the Silverlight Awards. She'd walk the red carpet. Mingle with celebrities. Wave to the cameras. If she was lucky, she'd show up on E! News. The minute she'd returned from the interview, Melina had set her TiVo to record the event. Just in case.

"What do you think?" Melina bounced on her toes and met her friend's bright blue eyes, practicing the show-stopping smile she'd give to the paparazzi that followed Hayden around. "Am I going to rock his socks, or what?"

"Wow, Mel, I don't — I'm speechless."

"Let's hope he is, too."

"I don't understand why Hayden is going to the Silverlights in the first place," Coleen said, her gaze raking up and down the dress. "He's not in the film industry."

"No, but I guess his father is on the Board of Governors and is getting some kind of honorary award for his work." She shrugged, excitement pulsing through her. "Hayden gets two complimentary tickets."

Colleen shook her head slowly. "And he asked you to be his date ..."

Melina flinched at her friend's disbelieving tone. "Why wouldn't he?"

"I don't mean it like that." Colleen grabbed Melina by the arm and dragged her to the edge of the bed. They shoved clothes aside and plopped down, dangling their legs over the edge. "It's just that ... isn't he still dating that Sports Illustrated model? You know, the one with the rack?"

"I've got a nice rack." Frowning, Melina grabbed handfuls of her B cups and held tight. "Okay, okay, so they're not as big as the other girls he's dated, but at least they're real! Doesn't that count for something?"

"I don't know." Colleen shrugged. "I'm more of a leg girl."

Melina snorted into a belly laugh. "I don't think the size of my boobs matters anyway. He totally thinks I'm hot as-is."

"Really?" Colleen beamed, snatching Melina's hands off her boobs. "He told you that?"

"He didn't say the words, but one glance and I could feel the chemistry. It was like — "How could she possibly explain their connection? It was crackly. Sparkly. Fizzling the air between them." — Snap, Crackle, Pop."

Colleen's smile fell, and she cocked a thinly-plucked eyebrow. "You're talking about the cereal? Sweetheart, I think we need to get you out more often. You shouldn't feel anything close to cereal when you're with a guy like Hayden Dean. You should melt. Like butter."

"Oh, there was definite melting going on."

If Hayden had been any hotter, he would've melted the panties right off her body.

"All right." Colleen nodded. "You better get your petite ass moving. He'll be here in twenty, right?"

Melina gasped, shooting a glance at the clock on her bedside table.

Six o'clock.

"It can't be that late already!"

She swept off the bed in a whirlwind, dug around in her drawer for a pair of Spanx, and dashed into the bathroom. Squeezing into the bodysuit, she leaned and tugged as the stretchy material inched up her body. With a groan, she wiggled into the stunning Prada dress. Colleen zipped up the back, oohing and aahing as Melina spun, excitement spearing through her. For the next fifteen minutes, she applied her makeup. Dried her hair. Straightened and smoothed down the fly-aways. If she hadn't drained her bank account to buy this dress last week, she might've had the money to pay for a stylist. But things were tight.

As soon as she landed a job at Eclipse, she'd be fine.

Six-thirty came and went.

Glad to have a few extra minutes, Melina wiggled her size eights into her sky-high shoes and had Colleen strap them. She tweaked her hair. Reapplied her lipstick. Chose a pair of long silver earrings with chunky beads hanging off them. They were high fashion, bordering on gaudy, and they were perfect.

She checked the time on her cell, and just in case, scanned the log for missed calls. There weren't any.

Nerves settled in, though there was really no room for them in her dress.

"I'm sure he's having trouble parking," Colleen said. But her voice didn't sound so confident.

"Yeah." Her lips twitched. "Parking's hellacious around here."

Melina shrugged off the doubt. As her toes protested the squeeze she'd put them under, she lowered herself onto the bed — keeping her posture straight so the dress didn't crinkle — and then flicked on the flat-screen mounted to the wall.

"Look." Using the remote as a pointer, Melina poked it in the direction of the television. E! News flashed over the screen. "People are already showing up."

"I think they show up early and circle the block over and over again, waiting for the perfect moment to stop." Colleen sat beside her, crossing her leather-clad legs at the ankle. She was long and lanky — probably six inches taller than Melina, who stood at five-foot-two on tiptoe — and hung her feet over the end of the bed. "I'm sure some like to be there first thing, and others like to make an entrance. From what I've heard, Hayden likes to have all eyes on him. I'm sure he won't mind being late."

It must've been Colleen's mention of Hayden that made Melina see him emerge from a limo parked at the curb. The camera angle was distant and from the side, so she couldn't be sure, but this man was the same height and general size, with the same complexion. He turned before she could get a good look at his face. He extended his hand for two blonde bombshells to exit the limousine behind him.

That couldn't be right.

Blinking quickly to clear her head, Melina leaned forward as worry hardened into a ball in the pit of her stomach.

"Mel," Colleen whispered, "is that ..."

"I don't think so."

Colleen had either read her mind, or Hayden Dean was there with someone else. Two, to be exact. As the camera angle zoomed on Hayden's look-a-like, Melina's heart dropped to her Blahniks.

Hayden grinned and held up the hands of his escorts as they spun for the cameras, their green silky gowns hiding little of their curvy figures.

It was Hayden Dean. Playboy. Casanova. Pompous ass.

"Oh my God, Mel." Colleen grasped her shoulders. "What a jerkhole!"

Melina nodded as tears pinched her eyes. She wasn't crying for him. She wasn't. She couldn't be. She'd just been so freaking excited to be going to the Silverlight Awards. That had to be it. She'd spent all day building up tonight's experience. She'd planned it all out in her head. Of course she'd feel deflated when the fantasy didn't match the reality.

Cinderella wasn't going to the ball after all.

Desperate to get a closer glimpse of the television and Hayden's smug face, Melina crawled over the bed on her hands and knees. When she reached the end, the breath whooshed out of her lungs.

"Are you okay?" She heard Colleen say. "Mel?"

"I'm fine."

Oh, she was far from the bland emotion. She wanted to rip out Hayden's tongue and shove it where the sun didn't shine. The man was a snake in — oh God, was that Prada? They would've matched. They could've been the perfect pair.

"I should've known better," Melina mumbled. "I should've listened to my gut. Somewhere deep inside I think I knew all those magazines couldn't be wrong." She shook her head. "I gave Hayden Dean the benefit of the doubt, and two hours of my day. Those are two things he didn't deserve. I won't spend another second thinking about him."

"Good for you."

Melina sighed. "I guess I just hoped — I just thought maybe for once, the fairy tale could actually come true for me, you know?"

As her legs cramped, she sat back. The ear-piercing sound of fabric ripping hit her ears. She stilled, slowly glancing down. She brushed her fingers over a rip in the Prada dress she'd spent her entire month's earnings on.

Tears burning her throat, Melina glared at Hayden's face on the television screen and realized two things.

By ripping her Prada dress, she'd just committed a fashion sin.

And fairy tales were most definitely real. They were. Maybe not for her, but for the girls on Hayden's arms. They radiated happiness, their wide, innocent eyes taking in the fanciful scene around them. They smiled as she would've been smiling. If those blondes could live in a dream, she could too. She had control over her life, including who came in and out of it.

She should be blissfully happy too.

Why'd she have to wait for some dashing knight in shining armor to come riding in on a white horse and sweep her off her feet?

She vowed, then and there, in her torn Prada dress, that she'd make her fairy tale come true ... without an arrogant Prince Charming like Hayden Dean on her arm, acting as if he was the one responsible for it all.

CHAPTER 2

Almost one year later ...

Two thunderous bangs on the bedroom door jerked Hayden upright. Blankets and pillows slid off the edge of the bed in a waterfall of down.

He peeked through impossibly heavy lids, using his heightened werewolf senses to scan the dark. The curtains were still drawn tight.

It didn't matter who was at the door.

He'd had a rough night filled with too many Crown and Cokes. He pinched his eyes tight, the strobes from the nightclub a familiar blinding pulse against the back of his eyelids.

"Go away!" Hayden fell back onto the mound of pillows, twisted onto his stomach, and buried his head under the thickest one. "Come back in two hours."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"I said go away."

A key shifted in the lock.

"Get the" — He scrambled to pull the sheet over his naked body — "hell out of here!"

Two-hundred-and-sixty pounds of pissed-off werewolf barged into the room, swinging the door open wide. Once his lap was covered, Hayden exhaled heavily and leaned back against the headboard.

It was only Gabriel Park. Packmate, Hayden's assigned secondary, and most trusted friend. He'd bailed Hayden out of so many sticky situations, the guy deserved a medal.

"I appreciate the personal wake-up call." Hayden stretched. "But you could've used the phone and avoided the peep show."

"Your phone's off and downstairs security had a do-not-disturb order until noon." Gabriel marched for the windows on the far side of the room. Seemed his jaw was set on a permanent clench setting. "She's fired up and out for blood."

She could only be the infamous Lydia Hyde, packmate and co-founder of Dean, Hyde, & Hammer, and managing editor of Eclipse magazine. She was six-hundred years old — four-hundred years older "and wiser" than Hayden — and she never let him forget it. Alongside Angus Dean, Hayden's father and the San Francisco Wolf Pack's Alpha, she'd built Dean, Hyde, & Hammer into one of the country's most prominent law firms. She ruled the branches of the wolf pack's companies with an iron fist, and since Hayden's father passed last year, she'd taken it upon herself to make him feel like shit for what he didn't do.

It was the same script, set on repeat: he wasn't good enough to run the firm or rule the pack. According to Lydia, he never would be.

He was the son of the Alpha, true. But he was adopted. A turned wolf accepted into a born wolf's home.

It was blasphemy to some. To him, the pack was the only home he'd ever known.

"She's always out for blood. What's new?" Hayden tunneled his fingers through his hair, the long waves tangling in his grasp. "Is that seriously the reason you busted in here?"

Gabriel jerked open the curtains, blinding Hayden with harsh rays of daylight. He picked up a pair of jeans Hayden had strewn on the floor and chucked them at him. "What happened to you this morning?" Gabriel fired.

Hayden tossed the jeans aside and scrubbed his hand over his face. "You banged on my door. I rolled out of bed."

"It's ten o'clock, Sleeping Beauty. You missed the banquet this morning."

A mix of doubt and panic streaked through him.

"Hell, you say." Leaning over the bed, Hayden snatched his cell off the bedside table. He waited for it to turn on and then flicked his thumb over the screen. "Fuck me."

Ten-oh-three.


(Continues...)

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Table of Contents

Contents

The Werewolf Wears Prada,
Beauty and the Werewolf,
What a Werewolf Wants,
Also by Kristin Miller,
The Seattle Wolf Pack series,
Gone with the Wolf,
Four Weddings and a Werewolf,
So I Married a Werewolf,
A Dark and Dirty Tale series,
Desiring Red,
Dominating Red,
Dangerously Red,
Discover more paranormal romance titles from Entangled ...,
Drakon's Promise,
Flying Through Fire,
The Hunt,
Forever Charmed,

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San Francisco Wolf Pack Boxed Set 4.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 7 reviews.
tracier More than 1 year ago
What an amazing collection of stories! This box set me from the start of The Werewolf Wears Prada to the last page of What a Werewolf Wants. I highly recommend if you are looking for a great PNR read then grab this one and settle in for a fabulous ride
BarbaraVW More than 1 year ago
I received a free book and voluntarily chose to review it. There are three standalone books in this set. I was intrigued by the title of the first book—The Werewolf Wears Prada. I didn’t know Prada did men’s clothes. Well, live and learn. All three books have very different story lines. Yes, they all contain a werewolf and his to-be-mate, but there is where they diverge.
BananaTricky More than 1 year ago
have only read the first book in this box-set - The Werewolf Wears Prada. I think the title is a good clue to the kind of book this is. Melina Rae Rosenthal is a writer, currently writing trashy articles for Celebrity Crush magazine but aspiring to write for Eclipse, the city's leading fashion magazine published by the same group. As you would expect she has a wardrobe full of bargain fashion, knock-down Prada etc. Hayden Dean is a San Francisco business mogul, millionaire playboy and fodder for all the celebrity magazines. What they don't know is that he is also a werewolf and in line to become Alpha and deal with the rogue werewolves that have been causing problems. The trouble is Hayden is a made werewolf (ie he got bitten) rather than a born werewolf and some of the pack think made werewolves aren't as good as those that are born werewolves. A year ago, Melina interviewed Hayden for a puff piece and they really hit it off. He asked Melina to go to the Silverlight Awards with him and then took two modelesque women instead. Now, in order to prove to his pack that he is ready to become Alpha Hayden must show everyone that he isn't the playboy they think - and what better way than to get a writer to publish a glowing article about him in Eclipse? When her boss instructs Melina to write a glowing article about Hayden or find another job, with the added kicker that if she succeeds in improving Hayden's image she would be in for a job with Eclipse, Melina has no choice. Although she plans to dig up all the dirt on him she can for later use. Hayden thinks Melina could be his fated Luminary but as a normal human mated with the Alpha she would always be vulnerable and after watching his father become a hollow shell of a man after his luminary died he doesn't want to suffer the same fate. This was shifter-lite, there isn't much world-building, to become a werewolf you need to be bitten in two different places. I liked this but I didn't love it. It's light fluffy shifters mixed in with typical billionaire houses and cars. I will definitely read the other books in the box-set. I received a free copy of this box-set from the publisher via NetGalley in return for an honest review.
aprilrenee1976 More than 1 year ago
Alpha Wolf Shifters with their Sassy Mates This is a collection of three, full length werewolf romances books involving the San Francisco wolf pack. All the stories have sassy and fiery females with nary a submissive bone in their body while the men are sexy alpha wolf shifters. Many stories are focused on the wolf shifters. I enjoyed that each story was different than the other which made the reading experience great. Each story focuses on the wolf and his soon to be mate. In this box set you have The Werewolf Wears Prada- with Melinda Rae & Hayden--, Beauty and the Werewolf with Jack & Isabelle and What A Werewolf Wants with Josie & Ryder. . My favorite book is Beauty And The Werewolf and if I had to choose a follow-up, it would be What A Werewolf Wants. These have such action in the stories along with angst, passion, emotions and love. What a fantastic box set that has the alpha wolf I love reading about along with the sassy females to go with it. My Rating: 4.6 stars ***** "I voluntarily reviewed an Advance Reader Copy of this book in exchange for an honest review***
n7kk7br00ks More than 1 year ago
The Werewolf Wears Prada - Melina and Hayden Melina may want to advance her career but Hayden may just get the best of the deal! Beauty and the werewolf - Isabelle and Jack Like Romeo and Juliet with werewolves and art!!! What a werewolf wants- Josie and Ryder Ain't life a pain in the $%^ when your mate is a mortal and you meet at a wedding! Beautifully written set and well worth the pennies. There be instalust but the love soon grows and all the couples felt evenly matched. Would definitely read more by this author.
MoniqueD More than 1 year ago
I had previously read all three books, so here you go! THE WEREWOLF WEARS PRADA I was in the mood for a shifter book, and what I thought would be a fun but standard shifter tale is really a brilliant book! The writing is impeccable, the characters are multifaceted and captivating, the world building is very imaginative, and it’s action-packed, there are some hot, sexy moments, and so easy to read. I loved how the sparks almost literally flew between Melina and Hayden! I was completely captivated by the story right from the beginning. I love all the little details, such as the décor in Hayden’s apartment, especially when it comes to a specific painting, which is important to the story. The dialogues sound entirely genuine, I loved how the dynamics between Melina and Hayden progress. Most of what is expected in a shifter tale is there but with clever little details that makes it very special. If you like paranormal romance, you definitely should read THE WEREWOLF WEARS PRADA because it's excellent! BEAUTY AND THE WEREWOLF BEAUTY AND THE WEREWOLF is the second instalment of the San Francisco Wolf Pack, and can definitely be read as a standalone. Ms. Miller crafts another lovely romance, lighter on the paranormal in certain ways this time although Jack’s issue is pivotal to the plot. The author innovates again on the theme of the life mate, and it could have been creepy, Jack could have pressed Isabelle, but this is not how Ms. Miller works, thank goodness! The characters are engaging, the romance is entirely believable, and it is heart-wrenching to experience Jack’s ordeal, and issues are resolved logically. Kristin Miller has penned another fine paranormal romance! WHAT A WEREWOLF WANTS The writing is flawless, there are no lulls in the story, no filler, and the pacing is impeccable. There are a few hilarious moments as well as funny banter, and Ms. Miller adds to her already fascinating world. The characters, both principal and secondary, are all equally interesting, and I loved how the two couples handled their issues. The friendship between Josie and Carrie, as well as between Mitch and Ryder felt entirely genuine. But best of all was the way Ms. Miller dealt with how Mitch and Ryder reveal what they are; it was done very convincingly, and I felt that’s how it would happen in real life. WHAT A WEREWOLF WANTS offers an excellent look at what make relationships work, and coupled with the paranormal angle, it’s even more compelling. It was absorbing to see things evolve and watch the bond get stronger between Ryder and Josie, apart from the fated mate thing. There might have been instalust there, and again everything was entirely plausible; Ryder and Josie had to work on their issues to get their Happy Ever After, and all this was done brilliantly! Excellent read! I voluntarily reviewed advanced reader copies of these books
Splashesintobooks1 More than 1 year ago
This is a collection of three, full length werewolf romances involving (as the title shows) the San Francisco wolf pack. The stories all involved feisty females who aren’t fainthearted or submissive even when they find their luminary (fated mate)! I had actually read and reviewed two of these stories before but still enjoyed re-reading them again. The first story is “The Werewolf Wears Prada”. The female in this is fashionista and reporter Melina Rosenthal who dreams of gaining a journalist position on Eclipse, a fashion magazine. After interviewing a playboy business man she felt they’d really connected, especially when he invited her to attend a red carpet event with him that evening. However, he didn’t turn up, leaving her all dressed up with no where to go and with a broken heart. Now, a year later, she’s been given the task of changing his image to make him more acceptable as CEO of his late father’s company . . . . The attraction is still there, but once bitten twice shy as far as she’s concerned, even though he never actually bit her and she has no idea that he’s a werewolf! The fur is bound to fly as this feisty lady strives to succeed in his makeover to gain her dream job but, preferably, without losing her heart again. This fast paced story is packed with double dealing, behind the scenes conspiracy, kidnapping, murder and mystery together with a hefty slice of romance. I thoroughly enjoyed reading this again! The second story is ‘Beauty and the Werewolf’. This one concerns Jack MacGrath who is going to die soon if he can’t find his mate. He’s an adrenaline junky as his doctor has advised him it is the only way to extend his lifespan. When he meets Isabelle Connelly, the heir apparent to an Irish pack, he knows she’s the one he’s been seeking. The problem is she’s so focussed on regaining her art work to show her father her talent before he succumbs to cancer that she doesn’t realise the bond is mutual. She’ll face some difficult decisions as she has the dilemma of choosing her mate from a rival pack her father abhors or her duty to her family. I actually found some of the heroine’s decisions questionable, so didn’t like this one as much as the other two. The characters are all still well developed and Jack is such a sweetheart, you just have to empathise with him! The third and final story in this set is ‘What a Werewolf Wants’ and this has some great laugh out loud incidents in it as PI and werewolf Ryder McManus endeavours to stop his best friend from marrying his fated mate without telling her that he’s a made werewolf. As Ryder discovers that bride-to-be’s sister and matchmaker, Josie, is his mate he’s caught between a rock and a hard place! He doesn’t believe in matchmaking or marriage after being involved in so many cheating investigations whilst for Josie this is her hundredth match and she certainly believes in true love! As the two try to convince each other their view is the right one, their attraction develops even further and there are some hilarious encounters before love does find a way to bring them both together. This is definitely the best of the bunch for me, a great story with strong, stubborn and somewhat opinionated characters who meet their match in every sense. This is a great set for anyone who enjoys escaping into paranormal romances and I have no hesitation in highly recommending it. I requested and received an ARC of this novel via NetGalley. This is my honest review.